HER STUFF IS FINALLY GONE

Today she came to pick up her stuff.  After months of making demands of wanting this item or that item.  After months of dodging the requests to get her stuff out of my home.  After months of negotiations. She finally showed up and took her stuff.

It took me getting a security guard, a neighbor and hiring a helper.

The helper came yesterday to move all the boxes into the middle of the garage.  I cordoned off the rest of the garage. That was step 1.

Step two was finding a neighbor to agree to come and be the greeter.  The security guard would not come unless there was someone who knew Tracy in attendance.  I asked a few neighbors and I heard every excuse.  One neighbor said they didn't feel safe being around her.  Fair enough.  I don't either!  Another didn't want to get in the middle of this.  A few had work commitments. Can fault them for that!  One would only do it if I told Tracy and she agreed to him being there.  Forget that!  Another had his stag party that night.  I told him, forget it you are off the list.  I want him to enjoy his party and not think about my mess.

The third step was getting the security guard and getting everyone there on time.

Believe it or not, it all worked out.  I was gone at 8:45 am and Tracy was supposed to show up at 9 am.  I hear she came with a neighbor.  The same neighbor who's phone she used to call me.  They made three trips in his little truck.  Since they made short trips, they must  have transported the boxes to his house.  Oh, did I mention his house is only 1.25 blocks away.  Probably just over the 100 yards (in the restraining order) away.  She must be living there.  I am just shocked.  She hardly knew him.  I was the one friendly with him.

The security guard said she was angry.  She would not look at him and would not shake his hand.  It took about 1.75 hours.  I took the dogs for a long walk and then we sat in my car.

I came home and took out the Wii and played a couple of games of bowling.  Then later I saged the house to cleanse it.  After I decided I wanted to go to  a fancy dinner by myself.  I remembered this fancy restaurant that Tracy would never go to.  I called and they had room for me.  I got some clean clothes on and out I went.  I met a really nice bartender Phil, and I got great food.  He even gave me a free sorbet.

It is weird.  I thought I would feel SO Happy.  I don't. Maybe I will tomorrow.  I feel sad and weird and like something is missing.

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SHE CALLED

I came home from walking the dogs and the phone was ringing.  I picked it up and looked at the caller ID.  It was a neighbor's phone number.  I answered and it was Tracy on the phone. I was so shocked because a) the caller ID said a neighbor's name and b) she isn't supposed to be calling me because of the restraining order.  I informed her that she is in violation of the restraining order and she said she knew but she needed to tell me something.  She thought me attorney was not telling me everything.

See, Tracy was supposed to confirm that she was going to pick up her boxes on Friday by Tuesday.  This was now Thursday and the move had been called off.  For her to be able to pick up her stuff there are a lot of moving pieces that had to come together.  That was why there was a deadline. Now she wanted me to put the moving pieces back together in 24 hours.  I was inclined to do it just to get her junk out of my home.

I could not pull it together.  So we rescheduled for next Friday.

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IT IS NEVER GOING TO END

Tracy has finally contacted my attorney. After all these weeks.  Almost two months to the day from the day I got the restraining order.  Her stuff, her 85 boxes should have been gone a month ago.  Now she is finally able to get the email that has the inventory.  The first thing she says is it is missing things.  Good gosh.  85 boxes of stuff and she wants more.  MORE!  She wants two lamps.  She wants some "wedding presents".  I don't know what that means.  We didn't really get married but we had a ceremony to make a point and people gave us presents.  I guess she wants some of them.  She told me that she wanted a certain vase so she could throw it in the street.  Nice.

She also wanted to make sure a certain video tape got destroyed.  I already took care of that.  I took it to a company that destroys those types of things right in front of you.  I got a certified letter that it was destroyed.

I just feel like this is never going to end.  It is never going to end.  She is making this so difficult. It is just going to drag on forever.  I am going to have to live with 85 boxes in my home.  My garage is full of boxes and my dining room has boxes in a corner.  I am just over it.

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