Update.
Well ... I laid my tricks at his place. This was the day I went to get my things at his place as the whore that kept causing problems finally succeeded AGAIN to drive us apart. Feeling very emotional as I type this. His place was my second home and now here I am back to just myself and not even a gold fish to love. My world is suddenly so small again. Sorry, rough rough day.
I sprinkled Goofer Dust around his bed and at his desk right where his feet will be. Also in his car on the mat on the driver's side. I didn't actually put it anywhere he would touch it with his hands. Skipped my mind as it was all a very emotionally draining day. I didn't want to use hotfoot powder as I have other plans for him. I want him to be miserable, but to stay put. To stay stuck actually.
I threw war water on his front door step. It was meant to be on his welcome mat, but in my haste to get it done before he turned and looked, i threw it on the top step right on the concrete. It was very obvious and I was frantic that he would see it. I wiped it across the step with my hand and then removed most of the worst of it by dapping with a piece of toilet paper. Quite a bit ran down the side of the step though and I think this will hit the doormat on the second step - or stay stuck between the bricks. I only had a few miserable drops left for his welcome mat. Is this OK?
I also threw war water on one of his rugs inside which I know is not traditional but I thought what the heck as I know he stands on that spot a lot. The rug is brown so it was not too obvious only looked wet.
I was hoping to make tea for us and get my foot dust in his, but it didn't happen. Instead I did the only other thing I could think of which was to throw it in his sugar container. Is this at least somewhat good?
Gosh this is hard.
I got 2 pairs of underwear and I feel kind of bad about that because he could do with more in general. I took an unwashed one and a washed one (it was right there in front of my eyes in his cupboard and I could not resist). Also got a sock and again feel bad because he is always losing those as it is, but it had to be done. I got cigarette buds.
I got a few more strands of pubic hair by shaking out his bath rug while I was in there. Also some more head hair (of which I already have quite a lot).
Took his dry toothbrush and brushed my mouth with it (just like that, no water or anything). I also put some personal fluids along the side of the bristles and on its handle and on his razor's handle. I shaved a tiny little patch of my leg with his razor. Enough for my hair to get stuck in it. All done to keep a link when it comes to personal concerns.
It is hard to think straight under such conditions, but I did my best and at least got to lay some tricks which I know is more than a lot of people have the opportunity to do. I am grateful for that.
I guess that is about it. I know I have to believe in my spells and I do, but it has been such a sad day for me. I can't believe he allowed a money grabbing tramp to come between us. I shall keep working both their cursing jars!