You know what just occurred to me? She's using this house I'm in right now as a security blanket. When she broke down so far all she wanted to do was, "Go home, lay in bed, have you hold me, take care of me" and I wouldn't let her come home. Now every time she comes here she makes it a point to say, "Well it isn't my house, you said it's not my house anymore"

I'm about to make that a reality if I can get the balls to do it.

When she left, she only took the necessities - cloths, toiletries, toys, some documents.

She also knows I'm having friends over Friday nite. She wants me to "Don't let anyone mess with my stuff, have respect for me and my things."

Ok, I will.

I'm going to start packing her sh*t up tomorrow in boxes.

We can't afford for her to get a storage unit, and honestly it doesn't make sense to, but I sure as hell can box all her sh*t up and put it in the garage.

Oh honey, why does that upset you? You don't want to come back here - you made it clear. I'm just helping you pack. Come in the house and see if I missed anything. All the boxes are labeled nicely in the garage for you.

I'm waiting for an "AtABoy!" from some people on this one. I think I deserve it if I can follow through.


----"Et tu, Brute?"----
me:28 W:24 S4
T:6
M:4
EA Exposed: 5/21/10
Bomb: 6/20/10 (Father's Day)
NC w/ OM: 7/10/10
W moved out 8/21/10
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