Long story, short…
My husband always “moves out” when hes mad. I cry, give in, blah blah blah, he comes home. I was so sick of him doing this to, basically, get under my skin.
Soooooo, the last time he “moved out” I helped him pack his clothes. I also handed him a sweatshirt and, the kicker, I PACKED HIM BREAKFAST AND LUNCH FOR THE NEXT DAY AT WORK and sent him on his way to his mom’s house. He was back in 3 hours, new time record. He has not “moved out” since!