Storms on Different Fronts
It's ramping up to be somewhat of a strange day here in ptooeyland. We're under a winter storm warning, with up to 14" of snow predicted. As you might expect, work is a bit slower than usual, due to the weather.
The in-laws are in town for a conference, which always adds to the normal confusion. It's been a whale of a week so far, and I'd like nothing more than to just kick back in front of a fire this evening with a glass of bourbon and a movie, but instead it looks like we'll be entertaining them. Okay.
Unfortunately, the general mood is tempered by the fact that we're sort of on deathwatch. hiccup's grandpa is not doing well. It's not unexpected, he's very old and has been failing for a few months now. But, these situations, however much you're prepared for them, are never fun. hiccup's parents are very strange about keeping her out of the loop with respect to her grandpa's health (or lack thereof.) She always has to pump them for info, and these conversations often leave her feeling less informed than before. I don't know why they feel the need to shelter her from the info, she's 35 years old for FSM's sake. I think some of the secrecy has to do with THE INHERITANCE. hiccup's grandpa changed his will a few years ago. Originally, hiccup was to get 1/3 of his estate, her aunt was to get 1/3, and her parents were to get 1/3. As it now reads, hiccup's mom gets 100%.
hiccup's aunt is, for lack of a better term, a complete loon. She has never held a job. For the last 16 years, she's gotten by on money she received after the death of her first husband. She has almost zero social skills, and doesn't know thing one about how to interact with people in general. Her only contacts with us during the last 10 years or so have been strange, rambling letters which inevitably end up on the subject of THE INHERITANCE. They are usually plays for sympathy or pleas for solidarity, as hiccup was also struck from the will.
Neither hiccup nor I could give a flying flip about THE INHERITANCE. Our hope was that he would live long enough to spend every penny of it. As it turns out, that doesn't look likely. He is fairly wealthy, and up until just a few months ago was living exclusively on the interest from his investments. hiccup's parents are not good with money, and it will be gone after they get their mitts on it. That's all fine and good, but I just don't want to deal with the inevitable animosity from hiccup's crazy aunt. I hope that the aunt will just buck up and deal with it, but I strongly doubt that will be the case.
What has been lost in all of the hubbub over money is that hiccup's grandpa will not be with us much longer. He is a very likable old gent, and we will miss him. He has been catatonic for about a week now, and is receiving supportive care only at this point. He is in no pain, and is peaceful. That's what's important.
So, I guess I'll save that glass of bourbon. I'll raise it to Grandpa Ernie sometime.
The in-laws are in town for a conference, which always adds to the normal confusion. It's been a whale of a week so far, and I'd like nothing more than to just kick back in front of a fire this evening with a glass of bourbon and a movie, but instead it looks like we'll be entertaining them. Okay.
Unfortunately, the general mood is tempered by the fact that we're sort of on deathwatch. hiccup's grandpa is not doing well. It's not unexpected, he's very old and has been failing for a few months now. But, these situations, however much you're prepared for them, are never fun. hiccup's parents are very strange about keeping her out of the loop with respect to her grandpa's health (or lack thereof.) She always has to pump them for info, and these conversations often leave her feeling less informed than before. I don't know why they feel the need to shelter her from the info, she's 35 years old for FSM's sake. I think some of the secrecy has to do with THE INHERITANCE. hiccup's grandpa changed his will a few years ago. Originally, hiccup was to get 1/3 of his estate, her aunt was to get 1/3, and her parents were to get 1/3. As it now reads, hiccup's mom gets 100%.
hiccup's aunt is, for lack of a better term, a complete loon. She has never held a job. For the last 16 years, she's gotten by on money she received after the death of her first husband. She has almost zero social skills, and doesn't know thing one about how to interact with people in general. Her only contacts with us during the last 10 years or so have been strange, rambling letters which inevitably end up on the subject of THE INHERITANCE. They are usually plays for sympathy or pleas for solidarity, as hiccup was also struck from the will.
Neither hiccup nor I could give a flying flip about THE INHERITANCE. Our hope was that he would live long enough to spend every penny of it. As it turns out, that doesn't look likely. He is fairly wealthy, and up until just a few months ago was living exclusively on the interest from his investments. hiccup's parents are not good with money, and it will be gone after they get their mitts on it. That's all fine and good, but I just don't want to deal with the inevitable animosity from hiccup's crazy aunt. I hope that the aunt will just buck up and deal with it, but I strongly doubt that will be the case.
What has been lost in all of the hubbub over money is that hiccup's grandpa will not be with us much longer. He is a very likable old gent, and we will miss him. He has been catatonic for about a week now, and is receiving supportive care only at this point. He is in no pain, and is peaceful. That's what's important.
So, I guess I'll save that glass of bourbon. I'll raise it to Grandpa Ernie sometime.
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