The Thousand Yard Stare

Well, I’ve had several drafts brewing around here for a few days, but I’m going to push most of them aside…

I thought the worst of my (last) week might have been when Girl On Top called me a creep.

Granted, my post was well deserved of such a tongue-lashing. In my defense (of which I have no right whatsoever), I thought it was a funny at the time (in a ha-ha-just-kidding kind of way), but it wasn’t taken that way. Actually I kind of forgot about it, and ended up running across it again. Which is fine – I can accept that I’m still in a pretty dense mental fog, and that I sometimes forget that people “reading” me don’t always catch my immensely dry sarcasm. And that I’m kidding 90% of the time. If I put myself in the frame of mind when I wrote it, it makes sense, but a week later……not so much.

Then I moved on and thought it might have been when the banker called and told me that the information for the account beneficiaries superseded the will – which wasn’t nearly as annoying as her not calling me for a month straight – including the time when I needed money to pay for dad’s 2008 tax return.

Nope – that wasn’t it.

It might have been Saturday, when my mother came in, and I volunteered to be her estate executor – unfortunately, I can’t disclose at this time what caused that to occur. Let’s just say it may be deja vu all over again.

Then it might be today, when I just spent three hours attempting to rid my ex-mother-in-laws computer of the PAV scareware – which is an absolute bitch to get rid of even using my usual methods, then finally used windows restore to set it back before PAV was installed.

That might be it.

What a whipping of a week.

AFREAKINGSONOFBITCHES!!!!!

Okay.

I got some of that out of my system.

The banker who has been avoiding me for weeks now finally called me and told me that the beneficiary plan on the account supersedes my father’s will, which means that I have to distribute the estate, THEN pay for the estate taxes which means I have to recoup the estate fees from all the beneficiaries AFTER I’ve given everyone the money.

Dammit.

It wouldn’t have been so bad except that the banker freaking waited a month to tell me this. I’m glad I had stashed cash and was able to pay his 2008 taxes – which was no chump change at ALL.

In other news, my neighbor across the street had a tree cut down. The pile of branches is massive, it was taller than my car – this is from across the street.

No HOA in this neighborhood. HA!HA!HA!

So, I fully realize that my weekend was a full “crash and burn”. I’m still making my way down grief lane, with some stops at pity and loathing circle.

I tried to go to work today, lasted about five minutes, and then left. I talked to Ross, and we discussed the “happenings” and it’s still been so recent that I’m still processing a lot.

Pictured above is my third espresso for the day.

Okay, so I think I figured out part of my sleeping problem.

Turns out there’s a cat. In heat. In my backyard.

Lots of yowling cat porn.

Then the dog gets in on the action. (Figuratively people!)

So, I’ve got yowling cats and a barking dog keeping me up all night.

I need to get some bleach, I hear cats are sensitive to the smell and it drives them away.

I also figured out some of the estate stuff. I got the papers from the accountant, and talked to the lawyer again.

Looks like we’ll probate the life insurance.

I’m realized more and more how much being the executor of the estate has really been grinding on me.

My sleep has really been affected, and because my focus has been so far off, I don’t feel like I have enough control over what’s going on with the estate.

I had my aunt mail me some documentation that I thought I needed, but it turns out she needs to file it with her tax return. Which of course is right around the corner. Sooo….I need to mail it right back.

I thought there was a missing life insurance policy, but I found it – now finding that it may be more trouble than it’s worth to try and cash it. Not that the money from it is inconsequential, but the effort that it will take (and the lawyer fees to probate the will, and the taxes on top of that) make it more complex than it was originally planned.

Already visited the accountant today, we’ll get set up for his 2008 tax return, then later (beyond tax season) I’ll get advice on how to distribute the estate.

On top of that, work is stress.

Was kind of hoping to get away this weekend and take a break. I really need to stick around though – and figure some of this stuff out.