well last night when I got home, my adrenaline was rushing a bit.....
so I went through the house, located the rest of his stuff and put it in his car that's been in the garage forever. I guess it doesn't make him happy that he can't get into the drivers seat because it's full of his stuff. I said "well at least it's all centrally located" but he just keeps getting angry and saying it's BS.
I also took the pictures off the walls. They will be put away somewhere safe for our daughter to look at years from now...but I am done looking at them.
....Understand, that I can't, not be what I am I'm not the milk, and Cheerios in your spoon ~ Avril Lavigne ~ ..."Nobody's Fool"...
