My dad died a few days ago, leaving me pretty overwhelmed with additional things to procrastinate about taking care of, so if you've noticed a delay in reply, or an unusual curtness/briefness in email, that would probably explain it.
I have had enough of these "grownup" problems lately, so I'd appreciate not having any more. So drive safely, take your medicine, do what the authorities tell you, etc. I should be ok as long as you do so.
Also: it'd be a really good idea for you to make a list of investments and debts and put it someplace easy for someone unfamiliar with your finances to find. Whomever has the job of sorting through your affairs in the event of your death will thank you for it. Also, if you've got stuff you want people to have, make darn sure you actually fill out the will after you order the mail-order will kit.
Also: its a good idea to take stock of the phrases you use to describe outrage. My sister, for instance, has a penchant for saying "would have a heart attack" to describe things that would upset someone, and has on multiple occasions over the last few days proclaimed that our dad would have had one over this and that, not immediately realizing that this is a bad thing to say about someone who did, in fact, have a heart attack. Luckily she's the only one upset by such unfortunate habitual phrasing, and I've been able to convince her that it is actually funny. (The first few times she did it she didn't notice and I didn't point it out because it was "too soon," but an hour or so later I explained how hilarious it was. Ah how time can heal wounds...) Saying such a thing in front of someone ELSE could really upset someone, so I'm going to make a concerted effort to take all such phrases from my lexicon and blow their brains out.
In a few hours we're headed to the funeral home, where we will be re- enacting the "most modestly priced receptacle" scene from "The Big Lebowski." I've got this huge plastic Costco Animal Cracker container in my car that everyone has agreed will do the job swimmingly, so hopefully I'll be able to make a big scene. "My father would have WANTED to be in a cookie jar... It would be disrespectful to dishonor a dead man's wishes, right?"
The two things that have impacted me most saddenifyingly are:
1) My dad "sponsored" like 20+ Sally Struthers Daily-Coffee-Money Children from countries all around the world. I feel badly for these kids, but I'm not going to continue paying Sally.
2) He only got through disc 1 of the "Battlestar Galactica Season 1" DVD set that I had recently given him. Here's to hoping that the Heaven he believed in exists and has an extensive DVD library.
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