Wednesday, July 11, 2012


So I picked up my messages off the phone last night, and there was one from an insurance agent in my Dear Relative's town, informing me that I need to "make a decision" concerning a policy that names me, my husband, and my son. Not my daughter. I suspect she's got a policy all to herself.

I'd like this all to stop, but I suspect it'll go on as long as she lives. I must say, though, I'm getting better at detaching.

There's no decision to be made that wasn't made years ago. Next!

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