Well I called my step son he did not answer so I left a message. I told him the painting was done and I was ready to start on the out side he had promised to come get his stuff. He did not call me back so I called his daad and told him his sstuff was still there and he did return my call. my hubby called him and toldd him to call me and make arangments to get his stuff. he did not. So I called him back and toldd him if he did not get his stuff it would be out side the fince. I wated tell night time he still made no eforit to do any thing so I moved it out into a place where you could not see it from the street covered it with a tarp and locked the gate. WTF. ass hole
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