ditto above! let the racoons pee on his boxes... hope you didn't move a thing, let him deal with his junk, good riddance... I know it hurts, but boy, do I get angry sometimes at how long I put up with so much crap. He doesn't want to be there then you don't want him either, believe it... let him play house with what's her name and make a new life for you... reality will come crashing down now and then, call a friend, cry it out and they get up again. You WILL be fine, know it.
Be not afraid...I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten Joel2
30something 2kids survivor of S, MLC, A, D I have peace in my heart, at last.
