He has so much stuff that it will take weeks to sort it out and get it out of here.
I'm sure he will take all his clothes now but he has tools and boats and trailers and everything under the sun. And he's going to a sober house so won't have a place to keep them. I'm not making excuses....it's just the reality of it.
And I hate sitting here on pins and needles waiting for him to show up. This is what I don't want in my life anymore.