Spouse put the car to use right away and took the rest of nude dancer's belongings to an aid organization yesterday. We have been slowly getting rid of his things, dumping the junk and offering goods to others. The only thing left of his is a couple boxes of papers. The garage looks so spacious now!
So of course nude dancer calls yesterday evening. Comes out with a story of getting back on his feet, of gainful employment and a promise of money that he owes us. Serge was stern on the phone and stated that all his stuff is gone because we needed the space in the garage. "Everything? Even my photos?" he asked. "There are a few papers left, maybe the photos are there, I'm not sure," spouse replied. "Well I did have money to give you, but, well, okay" sighed nude dancer as he hung up. Spouse and I reminded each other all evening, "Do not feel guilty!" We waited well beyond a reasonable amount of time (7 months of his crap filling our garage) before finally ridding ourselves of the last of it. This all reminded me of something my grandpa used to say - a day late and a dollar short, because had nude dancer only called the previous day, he might have been able to get some of his belongings.
No, we do not feel guilty.