Well my ex and her mom came today. What a clusterfuck.

It was really awkward as I expected. Two of my best friends came and spent the whole day with me to keep me company and have witnesses there. I had moved all the boxes of stuff THAT MY EX PACKED HERSELF 5 years ago, downstairs into my living room. My house looked like a hoarder's dream but it's just because of that, she has a shit ton of crap here. They got here at 1 and started slowly going through everything... claimed they needed to unpack everything and categorize it and repack. They rented a storage space in town so they could put the stuff that wouldn't fit in the van (they didn't rent a U-Haul because I refused to pay for one so I guess they just figured they'd drive half the stuff 700 miles back and then come back to the storage locker and get the rest sometime

). Around 4:30, my friends and I helped them load up a bunch of heavy furniture to put in the storage space. I figured hey, cool, we're making progress. But NOPE, they got back and spent the next 5 and a half hours unpacking everything and painstakingly categorizing it and wrapping every little thing in bubble wrap and repacking it. They just left... my house looks like a hoarder's stash exploded in it. It's WAY worse than when they started, there is shit everywhere and they moved all my shit around too. Nothing else has left the house yet and only half the fucking boxes are even unpacked! They're saying it might take more than one more day! If so I'll have to skip my alcohol treatment course tomorrow which sucks because I only get 2 skips before I get penalized and I have 14 more of them to do. It's like, dude, why do you need to sort this shit? Just load it all up and take it away! Sort it when you get home!

So fucking annoying I could scream! And they're making little digs at me about my house being in bad shape... because it's musty and kinda moldy upstairs, but bitch, it wouldn't be if you'd just fucking approve the mortgage refinance and let me stop my leaky roof! When water gets in through the ceiling, it gets moldy! Plus it only looks like this because your shit exploded all over, normally it's clean and organized.
The only positive thing that is coming from this so far is that the last time I saw her the wounds were fresh and I was terrified of her... I was really scared to see her which was causing me a lot of stress, but now that I've seen her again, I'm not scared at all, just (really) annoyed. So I think ultimately it's therapeutic, I have a lot less anxiety, now it's more frustration. Plus, if she signs the papers before heading out of town like she said she would, it'll all be worth it... but damn it, if they don't finish tomorrow I won't be able to see my girl til Wednesday because she doesn't want to be here and it would be a bad idea for her to be here, would just make things worse, and she works Tuesday. I miss my baby!
I want to just give them an ultimatum to be done tomorrow, but it's complicated because she technically still owns the house, too, so I can't kick her out. And boy is she acting like it...

I'm sure this is why she refused the sign the papers ahead of time, so I couldn't kick her out. No idea why they're being so inefficient though, I could have packed my whole house up in the time they've spent so far, and they're only like half done.