More frustration than bereavement in my life right now. The funeral was yesterday and “only” two things went wrong: the pianist/organist/music director somehow left off 3 songs (so why did she ask for them? And approve them. And tell me when she planned to play them?) And the YouTube provided by the church didn’t work. Um….thanks?
My BILs eulogy for his brother was outstanding. It could not have been better.
I’m trying to focus on closing out payments (like insurance premiums for Cobra, etc), and completing the paperwork for money owed to us/me, like Life Insurance.
I have two credit cards we use a lot. Marriott and American AAdvantage. The American card is in my name, but I didn’t realize I was only the authorized user on the Marriott card. So that one has been closed.
I pulled a credit report last night to check my status on our other cards!
At the credit union today, I found out that the HELOC (not currently in use) — that my husband always wanted us to have it in the event of emergency — was only in his name. So, that’s gone.
It’s funny/odd that we thought we were financially prepared, but are finding little things we didn’t think of. Be sure to know the ownership of ALL of your accounts.
We have had our Credit Union account since 1986 and the rep today could not confirm the actual ownership because it’s too old!
I’ll save the other financial sagas for a future post.
It was 8 days between death and the funeral — and it seemed a bit too long at times. We had many good meals and good laughs and important conversations.
I encouraged my BILs, sons in law, and nephews to take sweaters, sweatshirts, and coats. AND, I also got out all of his neckties for them to make selections. It was quite amusing when most of them wore their selected ties to the funeral.
My Ds thought that giving away shoes was a bit too much, but one nephew, the Manhattanite, took the LLBean boots
I also dread the empty closet. I’ll keep a few things, but not most. I’m planning to make a baby blanket out of my husband’s Christmas PJs so the baby has something to match the rest of us. My Ds have also taken sweaters for their lazy days.
I think socks and underwear will go out soon — along with every day pants. One step at a time, right?
I’m planning to make a trip next week to my hometown to visit my Dad. He’s 96 and I haven’t seen him since Christmas 2022 — when I left with a case of Covid. H was diagnosed shortly after and I haven’t seen my dad in person since then. My brothers are telling me of his decline.
This is the first night in ages that I’m able to just sit and watch TV. Both Ds are still here, but we have no caregiving to do and no one to host. It’s mighty strange.
I’m going to try to go to work for a few hours tomorrow. I haven’t worked much in the last two weeks and I’m really getting used to not working.
More soon!