Hi. Just looking for some moral support as I literally get down and dirty with dealing with my ex-h's stuff: cleaning out the basement. This is an ongoing process, but last night, I went into the worst room down there and encountered a dead mouse and lots of mouse droppings on storage surfaces. This morning, I hauled approximately 10 heavy cans of paint and stain up and outside, to the garage. And this is the easy stuff, the things I can carry by myself. I'm not feeling warm and fuzzy about my ex right now and I'm depressed about the many, many hours of these chores ahead of me.