Well, I'm back from moving my stuff from OUR home to MY home. H was not there when we got there and I'm glad he stayed away the whole time. The last two hours he did keep texting me trying to rush me, though.
When we arrived I was shocked to see how much he had let the place go, inside and out. The lawn hadn't been mowed in weeks, the porch was trashed, the inside of the house was a MESS! Beer bottles, dirty dishes and clothes, and trash everywhere! The boys said it's not usually that bad through the week, it just gets that way over the weekend when they are gone with me.
It felt so bittersweet being there and seeing some items, but- overall- I kept my composure and was even OKAY with everything. I still have things I need to get out of the house and H didn't seem to have a problem with me returning next weekend to get them.
When we unloaded all my stuff into my new place I actually felt content, relieved. I'm sure I'll go back and forth on this- but for now I am feeling more optimistic about everything.
M: 34 WAH: 38 (in MLC) Together: 11 years Married since: November 2000 DS: 15 DS: 11 DS: 10 ILYBINILWY: Dec. 2009 Living separately since: April 2010