It's been a crazy, crazy few months, so busy. My wife and I went to Wendover and ended up winning a bunch of money, over $3,000. We were so excited. We finally had the downpayment to buy a house. Our San Diego vacation was a nice break from life, though. We got tattoos. Thank you Carlos at Ink Spot on Mission Beach, 728 Ventura Place.
But, when my Dad died, we found out he didn't have insurance to handle the funeral costs and we had to use our winnings to pay for it. It's bittersweet. Now, we have to go back to slowly saving.
Now, I'm struggling to deal with all his stuff. Everybody wants the same things and arguments are breaking out. It turns out, much of his stuff isn't his and people want it all back. This is stuff that the kids grew up with, as being part of the family's, intertwined with our childhood memories are now gone. We were prepared to devide it all up, as fairly as possible. But, now we can't and we're left with scraps of memories to hold on to. It's gotten so bad, I give up. Let them have it. I don't want my memories tainted by fights over them.
Then, finding lawyers to handle the "probate." It seems that these lawyers always want to make an appointment. They don't seem to want to answer any questions over the phone. I don't have that kind of time. They should find time for me, I'm the customer, right? I can't meet with them before 5 pm and they're not available on the weekends.
How much does probate cost? The deceased and his accounts are out-of-state, is that a problem? Do I need an out-of-state attorney? What kind of paper work do I need to collect to make sure
his paperwork is in order (i.e. birth certificates, bank statements, death records, etc.) Is it just paperwork?
Frustrating.
Labels: death, family, fathers, law, money, rant
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