I just hated looking at his clothes in the closet everyday, reminding me that he was gone. So I packed up all of that and put it in our joint storage unit. I took all my stuff out of storage and brought it back to MY house. I also divided up a bunch of our towels, kitchen stuff, etc and put it in the storage unit. Sure it probably softened the blow for him of having to do it himself, but I know he would never have bothered. I swear he would have just gone out and gotten all new clothes and stuff for his new house. I wanted to do it all before the D was finalized, while I was in a good, strong state of mind. Better that than trying to do it once the D was final and I was sobbing...
