With all these creditors barraging me, it's taken me days to draft a standard letter to send them stating there are no assets and to cease sending me notifications. I just can't think straight.
I wore my body out doing yard work this week, although my father helped me. Everything is so overwhelming at times. I am stressed both mentally and physically and hate that my dad drives an hour and a half or more to help me.
My brother had called me earlier this week to see if I could come over to his house to work on a Will with/for my mother this Saturday. His reasoning for meeting at his house was that the restaurants near him were better than in my or my mom's area (food snob) and we were to go out to eat. He was to call me to confirm and never did.
I have not had a good week. I can't explain it, but that is a fact, I just lost it this week. My mom called me this evening wanting to know what time to be at my house tomorrow so I could drive us to my brother's. I couldn't even speak. She was blithering away about how I needed to get out more. I will NOT be manipulated! I am so pissed right now! What? I'm supposed to be over it and ready to take on writing another Will this soon? He can damn well handle it, the little $#!^#&@*, he will be the executor anyway... I'm tired of handling everything for everybody. I've handled more than most people I know and I think I deserve a break for now. Me to whomever: "I DON'T WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND WHILE YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING UNPLEASANT. YOU WEREN'T HOLDING MINE!" (the unpleasant part being dealing with m o m)
I just cannot suck it up right now and need some space. I hate it when people tell me stupid stuff about getting over it and it will take a while, blah, blah, blah...
...rambling...
I wore my body out doing yard work this week, although my father helped me. Everything is so overwhelming at times. I am stressed both mentally and physically and hate that my dad drives an hour and a half or more to help me.
My brother had called me earlier this week to see if I could come over to his house to work on a Will with/for my mother this Saturday. His reasoning for meeting at his house was that the restaurants near him were better than in my or my mom's area (food snob) and we were to go out to eat. He was to call me to confirm and never did.
I have not had a good week. I can't explain it, but that is a fact, I just lost it this week. My mom called me this evening wanting to know what time to be at my house tomorrow so I could drive us to my brother's. I couldn't even speak. She was blithering away about how I needed to get out more. I will NOT be manipulated! I am so pissed right now! What? I'm supposed to be over it and ready to take on writing another Will this soon? He can damn well handle it, the little $#!^#&@*, he will be the executor anyway... I'm tired of handling everything for everybody. I've handled more than most people I know and I think I deserve a break for now. Me to whomever: "I DON'T WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND WHILE YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING UNPLEASANT. YOU WEREN'T HOLDING MINE!" (the unpleasant part being dealing with m o m)
I just cannot suck it up right now and need some space. I hate it when people tell me stupid stuff about getting over it and it will take a while, blah, blah, blah...
...rambling...