The other day when I was doing laundry, I noticed my husband had come and taken a bunch of his clothes from the closet. When I asked him to leave six weeks ago, he thought it was temporary and only took a few things. Now that he's got an apartment, I guess he figured he'd move out some more. When I was bringing my clothes in, I saw that big empty space and decided to put my things there to give them some breathing room. Well, he was over today, saw it and mentioned it and asked if it meant he wasn't coming back and I was moving on. Of course, I said he was reading too much into it, but in the back of my mind I was thinking......hmmmmm....a WHOLE closet to myself! That's pretty sweet :)
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