Lovely Day?

Well there was some rain over night but it seems to be cleared out. It's 11am. Haven't eaten yet; slept terribly. The cat startled me once with a hacking and, really, I don't know what startled me awake later this morning but I woke up stiff and tired. Bah, what good is sleep then? Had a vague, nondescript dream.

Email from the SIL this morning, the newborn was diagnosed with a respiratory virus and is due to be seen at the regular clinic today to see if he should be admitted to hospital.

Today I'm going to be throwing things out, organizing and making some calls. When Father was near his final days he'd often pull a blanket over his head while siting up. I tried that today. It was too warm and I could still hear the world beyond. Damn.

1pm now, I played phone roulette and found out the one debt policy was "accidental death" so the estate is on the hook for that balance. It's not mammoth though it's certainly annoying. Definitely a disappointing turn. Found out Father still had that insurance but since it covered "family," thus her, that's why Mother left it alone--sending death certs. out so that's all cancelled properly now. At least the Feb. premium is being returned to the account since Mother was already passed and they've promised to return the certificates. Had some fruit snack things and brought up the empty bins. Not eaten properly though perhaps I will this hour. I'm feeling restless. And stupid. This whole situation feels asinine.

7pm now. I've just about got Father's old room sorted and organized. I've also begun on mine which requires relatively little organizing. This room here will be a royal pain. It's almost a pack rat paradise. I will take me awhile but I'll get it licked. Look like I'll have some money by month's end so I'll be in a position to service the estate's debts next month, eat and so forth. This month is still holding together amazingly enough. Duckie is wise to warn me not to invest if I can't get it back out; I'll ask the lawyer's opinion Friday. It's a sad reality that I don't have a great deal of trust in my brother. Part of me thinks it's been passed along but then I think well he never paid me back from my uni days when he (and the now SIL) needed rent money. And there's multiple years worth of plans that were blown off: things to do with the nephew, helping me do things here at the house, even clearing things out! I must be cautious but it's not my nature when it comes to money. I have eaten twice today now. Today was supposed to be a 'field trip' for nephew RL to SeaWorld. Brother was supposed to chaperone.