Just got a text from stbxh asking me when I'm coming to get the rest of my stuff out of the house. I'm so mad right now I could spit. He's pulling this shit on me while I'm at work. First of all we have an appt. with our bankruptcy lawyer next week and I just feel like it would be safe to wait until after that but, if he wants to play hard ball then fine let's play. I, for some stupid reason, was trying to be nice but I'm done with that now. Him and his little whore can live in the damn floor for all I care.