I feel your pain today. I'm finally getting around to cleaning out the last part of our crawl space now that weather isn't freezing and the neighborhood trash haul is next week. (Every Earth day.) I'm pulling out all my ex's junk he's felt the need to keep here. (Mind you he walked out on us almost three years ago and it's just been sitting there and it is junk. Old tools, a weight bench, a broken bbq, you know the stuff EVERYBODY needs in their life.
![Roll Eyes :rolleyes: :rolleyes:](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f644.png)
) Well he comes over midprocess to deliver my daughter's Easter basket and starts yelling at me because I'm moving his junk.
![Mad :mad: :mad:](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f621.png)
) "Well you freaking idget take the crap with you!" So glad I'm on blood pressure medicine right now. Then he's so angry he leaves without taking anything. Poohhead. Now I want a scone!