Who leaves a Tater Tot on the floor? in My Therapy Book

What a day yesterday was. Between work and helping S with moving his kid’s place it was a lot to take in. I was busy on Monday when he went to start and when he got in yesterday morning and told me the tales of how bad it was I must admit I had some doubt. He can at times be a little judgmental but yesterday afternoon when I showed up to help I had to apologize for thinking bad of him. The place was a total wreck. We showed up to help and had to leave to go and get boxes because everything was basically just piled in the middle of the dinning room floor. How the hell you have a month to pack your house up and it was still this bad it beyond me. I had not really been in the house for any amount of time since I helped them move in. The amount of rubbish was astonishing. Not to be an ass because I love them both but I think we will need to get a truck to take it all to the dump once the house is empty and they start throwing everything left away. I would really like to go in one last time once they are officially out and see how they left it. Now I am starting to sound like S.