Didn't want to come home, but we did.

Daughter's ex is coming back to pick up his stuff. My husband will insist on having the remainder of his stuff in the garage, and he has a week to get it or it's trash. We've already changed the locks and my daughter took the garage remote. When he comes here we have to be at home. I'm letting him deal with the ex since I'm anxious and exhausted. We didn't sleep well last night because of the fireworks. I'm not saying the ex is a bad person, but we want this move done and over with. On the plus side, the mutual friend got a new job with the same pay as my daughter, and they will move into a smaller apartment the beginning of August. At least we won't have to hold back the contractors.

My anxiety is really up, though.