Several years after diagnosis, we are facing the same challenge. My son is fairly functional and still drives. His route maybe somewhat convoluted, but he generally gets where he is going. He eats well. Not so much interested in grooming and bathing. I am forbidden to help him unpack he will do it himself. Same with cleaning. I handle his money, but he is suspicious of me so he needs to see me pay the bills. He will let me shop for him, but we have to discuss every item. I really have to let go of a lot of what I would like to “control” (his word) and do whatever can reasonably be done his way. Deep breaths and a smile go a long way. Don’t think I am perfect…have snapped a time or two already, but in the long run, him living on his own is for the best. But it is hard not to worry.