Looks like I'm going home tonight. I skyped, asking if it was safe (ie, the porn was out of the house) to come home tonight or if I should continue my plan on staying elsewhere tonight. I got a skype back saying that physically, the house was safe but mentally probably not. The note was:
WH: I have staged some things, but ran out of time. I was planning on loading the truck tonight and going to the dump on my way to work. The stories are not shredded yet, etc.
Me: If you are promising that the items will be out of the house tomorrow, I would like to come home tonight. I can give you provacy when you're doing the shredding. If you want completely privacy, then let me know because Ido have a place arrange to stay at.
WH: It will be gone tomorrrow morning. I was looking at things as I pakced so some are still alying out. If you are coming home, I would like until 8pm to get things into the garage and truck (I will shred in the garage).
I have to say, I'm taken aback. I figured that he would get a storage unit. I never, in my wildest dreams, thought that he would actually shred and dump. Of course, it hasn't happened yet, but I will have a receipt from the dump as one check, and a bag full of shred as another. And I will be searching the house again.
It's a positive sign. We need to talk and while we won't have much time tonight, at least we can talk a little bit. I see my IC tomorrow, hopefully he's talked to WHs IC by now, and hopefully we might have a bit more insight. One of the things that I intend to ask my IC and then his, when I meet with him, is if they think that he is a SA.
But for now, my spirit is about a gram lighter. Not much, but enough to dry the tears.