Eric Forman was sitting there in his living room in a state of utter shock. The woman he thought was his perfect match and wife of almost six years had come home tonight and told him it was over. Eric had tried to talk with her and work out the differences. She in turn became mean and said "I never loved you like a spouse, you are weak, you are lazy, you will never amount to anything." Then she turned to him and said "I ended our lease so in a week we have to be out. I am going to New York to work for Rolling Stone. Bye Eric!"
With that she left and left the divorce papers sitting on the kitchen table. Eric was hurt and had been blindsided on his birthday no less. How could anyone do that to another person? How could Donna do that to him for as long as they had known each other? What was he going to do now?
To say Eric was mad would have been understatement of the year! He was beyond mad. Donna had ripped his heart out and stomped on it. Eric did what he had to. He called home to talk to his parents. He would go back to Point Place and start again.
Eric had been dreading calling home. He felt like such a failure. He knew Hyde was in Milwaukee running the record business for WB, Kelso was in Chicago working for the police department. Fez had headed west to Hollywood and was making big bucks doing the hair for all the ladies of Hollywood. The call home had gone better than expected. Red hadn't called him a dumbass. Red would drive to Chicago tomorrow and help him load his stuff and come back to Point Place. Kitty had been beside herself on the phone and Red threatened to put a foot up Bob's ass if he hadn't moved. Kitty actually cursed and called Donna a bitch.
Eric felt better having talked to his parents. He hadn't seen much of them as he had wanted to in the last six years because Donna was always working and he wanted to be there and able to spend some time with her. What an idiot he had been! Eric knew he was a giver, he cared more that Donna achieve what she wanted than him. Just being with her was he thought he needed. She proved that wrong in a big way. Eric had been substituting in the districts they lived in because they moved so often. Red knew the principal of Point Place Elementary and was going to call him before he left in the morning. Hopefully something good would come of this whole mess.
Eric's mind began to wander to what ifs. No matter how hard he tried, no matter what he thought they kept coming. What if I had taken the permanent job in Milwaukee right after college, would this still have happened? What if I had worked out more and been stronger? Finally, Eric got mad at himself for blaming himself. He put everything he had into his marriage. He did everything he could to make her happy. Now it was about him finding himself again. He missed his friends and his parents.
He decided to think about packing because if he wasn't then Red would put a boot up his ass. Eric drove to the liquor store knowing he could get boxes for free and then headed back home. He still had half their stuff in boxes from their last move. He thanked god for that small feat. He started packing what few things he had to pack. His Legos, and Star Wars collections. (Yes, he had kept those.) Then he moved to the kitchen and packed up his plates, pots and pans. Each thing he boxed up made him hurt more and more. He was now one of those stats of marriages in America. All he wanted was to marry his high school sweetheart and live happily ever after. WAS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR! He shouted in his mind. Feeling satisfied that Red wouldn't kill him he tried to sleep in their bed but it didn't work. His mind kept going places and running wild.
Eric fell asleep watching Carson because watching tv was the only way his mind would shut off long enough to doze off. Morning came too early for him. He had worked his tail off packing his belongings and was ready for his dad. However, Eric got a huge shock when he opened the door for who he thought was his dad.