Just Another week

Boy, what a crazy week it's been. First of all, I've been talking to Forest Lawn, which is where my father had bought 2 cemetery plots. My mother is buried in one of them. Now, my father didn't mention anything about the plot in his will. So I call FL to find out what we can do since he won't be buried there, and it's doubtful that any of us will be buried there. So we can do 1 of 2 things - we can either leave it as it is, or we can sell it. But to sell it, I have to get paperwork from all of dad's children stating that we all agree to sell it. And since Rick has died, I would have to get it from his 3 kids as well. And then we would have to sell it ourselves. Ugh! I don't even know how to do that. So I need to talk to the siblings and see what we want to do. And then we need to deal with how we divide the monies from the sale. Do we divide it between the 4 of us, the 7 of us, or just the 2 of us. I think it should be me and Sis 2, since we're the only children of my mother and dad bought it to be buried next to her. But what about Bro 3? Should he have any say in it, even though he's mom's son, and dad's stepson (he has no say in the sale of it)? I'm just afraid that if we talk to the kids about it, they'll want the money. Well, my niece will want it. She's already called SM asking for money - hello, her husband just died - leave the lady alone!!

So I don't know what we'll do. I need to send the e-mail to the siblings and get their input, then go from there.

I called Football Boy the other day, just to talk. We haven't talked in a few weeks. Of course he won't answer his phone. He'll respond to e-mails though. He is bringing his stupid girlfriend to the first game - and I have to sit with them. UGH!! But I'll just put on a happy face and be nice. Heck, I've had enough experience doing that with all of Gillie's stupid girlfriends.

And Atlanta Boy is coming to the game. We talked yesterday for a bit. He got his tickets, but he's on the opposite side from me. He promised that he would come see me this time (he blew me off last year at the games). He's planning on going to more of the game this year - maybe we'll get to see each other. I just have to make sure that nothing happens with us. I can't handle that anymore. But that's so much easier said than done. He sent me a picture of his dog Max - he's adorable!




Isn't he a cutie?