I'm almost finished the house cleanage.
Yes. Applaud. I deserve it.
Although I really don't hate him, as I throw things out, I curse my ex husband, and dislike him just a little bit more each and every time I have to haul a garbage bag full of his shit to the curb. The things I've thrown away. I feel bad, but I no longer have time or patience to not just pitch it all.
As soon as it's done, I can really rest.
And I can't wait.