I absolutely plan on taking an inventory of (valuable) things and doing a walk-through before I leave. My lawyer will absolutely need to weigh in and I plan to engage her again in a couple of weeks to get the ball rolling again.
Either way, it's hard to believe that I'm almost done with this day to day nightmare. I know the D-word is going to be rough, but I just want my own space back, my own life back. I want to be able to breathe and to do things without worrying whether I'll get a shaming lecture later about how I did them incorrectly.
I will be able to have indoor plants and shades on the windows! I will be able to spend time with my new horse and barn buddies without worrying that I'll be seen as a bad person. I will be able to make myself a meal without having to worry about pleasing someone else too. Forgive me for this celebration, but it's a lot. Any Hell I'll endure through this is worth it.
Sounds like you have the right perspective on this. And (while I'm sure you learned from the experience), if nothing else you'll appreciate your life and individuality a lot more now that you're out of hell.
