I thought that my dad’s funeral went very well, aside from all the horrendous crap that led up to it. It has been a difficult ride.
My aunt is the co-executor of the will. This does not in fact give her any kind of power, but apparently she called my dad’s attorney to find out whether it did, because – and I quote – “she didn’t believe I [sic] would pay her back for the funeral” because of course I am a miscreant; and because I had my best friend break into my dad’s locked and apparently keyless file cabinets WHICH SHE KNEW ABOUT AND AGREED WITH (because of course my friends are all degenerates and of course he must have read important files, right? Sure.
Needless to say things have been incredibly tense. I called and left her a voicemail letting her know in no uncertain terms that just because I am not Baptist or a churchgoer does not make me a terrible person who would stiff someone or allow my friends to look through confidential files.
She immediately got upset and “resigned” as co-executor, saying that she was sure I’d do Just Fine.
I managed to work out another way to pay for the funeral and now have to pay that person back with the quickness.
Now that the service is over, she is calling me multiple times an hour to offer her unsolicited advice, but saying, “but you do what you want”.
It is maddening. Death plus money equals asshole in a lot of cases and I know this, but I just didn’t expect it to come from my dad’s only sibling who is already wealthy.
I am trying very hard to let all of this business with her go and concentrate on what needs to be done, but I am out of Pepcid and really want to slap her.
Why are people so ugly? It really blows my mind.
There is a trend on Tik Tok in which horrible, cruel parents pick out a photo of a physically disabled or different-looking person and screech at their spawn, “This is your new teacher!” cackling while their odious offspring scream or cry.
This is one of the most vile things I have ever heard. How awful and heartless. I can’t even fathom how someone could be so cruel.
There is so much hate and fear in the world already without teaching it to your kids.
Anyway, my dad has been laid to rest, and aside from the occasional crying jag I’m still feeling very numb. I think it’s partially because I still don’t k ow how or why he died and can’t wrap my head around that and partially because I still have so much to do with his estate.
I just can’t believe he’s gone. It hurts so much that I can’t allow myself to feel it. It feels awful.
I have a meeting with the bank on Monday because I am the beneficiary of his accounts and I need to figure out what to do.
I never thought I’d be in this position so soon, and it really sucks. I’m just trying to keep my head above water and not think about the fact that my dad’s life was cut way too short.