Driving All Over the World And Back Just For A funeral??

As you may have known, my Grandpa died Friday. My Dad is all upset and trying to find out what’s going on with the funeral and what not is no small feat. Grandpa’s girlfriend’s family isn’t making it easy on us to start with. And our family hasn’t really like Grandpa’s girlfriend from the beginning. So Dad finally got things worked out.

Tomorrow, at 11am. The wake is going to be held in Pacific, MO. Because it’s closer to Grandpa’s gf and her family. Go figure.  Assuming I have money, I don’t know if I’m even able to go….

Anyway, assuming I do go, might stay at a motel room for one night. I don’t know. It all comes down to the money issue and I won’t know anything until tomorrow.

On Thursday, the funeral visitation is going to be held and right after that is the funeral ALL THE WAY down to Jefferson Barracks. After that, apparently there’s going to be a reception at Grandpa’s gf’s house. Back up in Pacific…Joy.

So. Everything sucks. Everyone’s upset, everyone is stressed out….you name it. I’m half tempted to go tell my best friend off because she’s saying she has the worst life ever right now and she’s trying to best me at it. But I haven’t yet. Plus! The missionaries are coming over in about a half hour and hubby is sitting on his at the computer playing SIMs. Nothing done. The kitchen is a mess, nothing is laid out to thaw…*starts to pull hair out* Seriously? I’m about ready to go off on hubby too!

Here’s hoping I don’t have to go off on anyone today. It’s still early.