He's out. It pains me tremendously, but he's out. $87 to his name til payday in two weeks. Thought he would stay here until he could get it together but if I let that happen, then I wouldn't have really meant what I said about getting help or getting out. Told him, via text, this is no longer his home. Told him to arrange for a 'friend' to get his stuff. Told him as of 1 Sep he will have basic phone. He came back for I don't know what. Hubby was not here and I didn't know what to say. He didn't leave the house key like I told him to so I went out to his car and took it off his key ring. Guess that makes it pretty official. He peeled wheels out of the neighborhood. Didn't make me feel any better about this. Trying to hold onto the anger so the sadness doesn't creep in and devour me. I pray to God for him. And I still hold hope.