Today’s post goes to show one strange side of a split.  An ex who is heading out by choice, but not really knowing how to execute the exit.  A major concern would be this individual’s lack of appropriate attire….

While trying to get my husbands stuff out of our jointly
shared home when he was leaving me…before the divorce was final, we
had what could be described as the dumbest conversation in
history…and a tell-tale to the marriage I was in.

He came “home” to get the microwave and a TV to move into his hotel
room, and I asked him to take his stuff…

“what stuff?”
“well, preferably, all of your stuff”
“like what?”
“well, how about your clothes?”

“I took all I wanted”
(a tiny suitcase)
“How about your socks?”

“These aren’t my good socks” (what the hell does that even MEAN?)
“…and if you make me take my clothes, then I will not do my laundry
when it needs to be done because I’ll have too many things”

Not so much my problem anymore…dude.

I had to pack up all of the rest of his stuff myself and leave it
outside so he wouldn’t have to move it “too many times” while he
decided who he was going to live with…

Clearly the ex in question didn’t own Smart Wool socks.  You don’t leave those behind…..