Hello Cwtchy
You must have had one hell of a day - telling people and facing up to your first day alone based on what you now know. You are showing amazing strength but I know how totally numb you must feel right now. Keep posting though - even just an "I can't sleep" post. It keeps you sane AND it's great to look back one day and see how far you've come and you will go so far my lovely, you really will.
As for his mancrap ... personally I would leave his mancrap where it is. Outside. In bin bags. Or I'd shove it in the garage/shed, out of sight, out of mind.
Why make it easy for him? Whether you deliver the mancrap or he comes and picks it up, it's hard for you but dumping it at her house makes it easy for him because he doesn't have to see the home you built together with your DCs, and physically leave it with his tail between his legs, carrying his possessions in a bin bag, with the neighbours pouring scorn on him. You should give him every opportunity to realise what he's done because for now he's wrapped in his vile bubble of non-reality with OW.
If you still intend to deliver it are you sure you can cope with seeing her house just yet and, possibly, his car in the drive? You might feel you need to see it but do think about its potential effect on you before you go over there.
I'd like to share some words that I plucked from MN all those months ago and that I still repeat. One day when I find a suitable ornament I'm going to have them engraved on it:
"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning to dance in the rain".
I just love that quote. It galvanised me back then and it galvanises me still and it's how I now live my life. There really are opportunities for joy and rediscovering the old you in all of this and you just have to sift through the shit and find the nuggets of gold, because they're there waiting to be found and enjoyed.
I'll leave you be with one more idea. Buy a little notebook, a beautiful one, the sort you always admire but never "waste your money on". Make that your little book of things to do, things you've always wanted to do but never got around to because he wasn't into doing that or because you didn't have the time because you were waiting for him to get back from somewhere etc. You get the picture.
In my book I wrote down going on holiday alone (done), going to see my family in NZ (done), get a tattoo (talked myself out of that one ...), get my motorbike licence (actively looking for a course now) and there are more and more. I really do write these things down in my beautiful notebook and when I'm down (not because of my H anymore but because I?m normal and just have down days), I get out my book and start planning and it lifts my spirit, it really does.
You're in charge now. In charge of your here and now and in charge of your destiny, your DCs' destiny, your money to spend as you choose. Yes it?s daunting but hell, just think, compromise is a thing of the past. Ain?t that a fucking fantastic thought?
B&A xx