ita, The long and short of it. For me, obviously, what I need to do is think most about guardianship for Noah and Grace.

But, if I were kidless, I think the big question would be around Advanced Directives (since my assets are well below the threshold for probate).

Anyhow, we have a consultation scheduled with this guy.

GF and I did wills and a trust last year and it was creepy. All the death questions gave me the heeby jeebies (sp?). I'm glad to have it done, though.

I kinda' don't wanna talk about Bush anymore... but just in case anyone's curious what a complete ass our president is making of himself for the foreign press: [link]

My benefits now have some legal services thingy and a Will and Power of Attny are right at the top of the list to start on once I am all set up and get my benefits worked out.

Msbelle, now that you mention it, I have legal services with my current benefits package. I should get to using them.

I'm sure my father has at least of his documentation done. I know my mother hasn't, and my sister seemed startled/unworthy of working hers out. I did go in for dibs on her jewelry, though. She's got first claim to my photography equipment.

I'm pretty sure my parents' wills still refer to my brother as "other" (he was still an idea.) I've been getting on them for that. I've been their medical power of attorney, and well as general POA for a limited time. Kinda freaky. Knowing my brother and I, even of they didn't get their shit together, we'd be fine, as far as the whole divisor-thing works. But it daunts me as being the executor. I kinda suck at that shit.

So they need to live for a long time more.

As for me, well, I think once upon a time, I designated my brother as the beneficiary, workwise. I should sort that out bank-wise. As long as my parents are alive, I'd leave it to them to sort out (and I'd never wish that on them! But they'd take my cats and give my brother my money...)

Fuck, now I'm depressed. Well, not really. Just... another thing on my list of grownup shit I need to sort out this year. Last year, I bit the dentist bullet. This year is savings and retirement and all that shit. Oh, and I promised mom to get a physical. Fuck. I think I fear doctors more than dentists, and have lucked out when truly ill by getting friend's MD relatives to treat me as needed.

I've not been too industrious about a will since I have no dependents or significant other and my parents have access to my savings and are named as joint beneficiaries of my 401K and profit sharing plan. Basically all that would have to go through probate before getting to them would be a few hundred dollars in my checking account, some Disney stock, and a couple rooms full of furniture they wouldn't want anyway .

My mother's been my beneficiary on my life insurance for some time. I think I've been reflexively keeping to that. It's about the only post mortem thing I have down with any authority.

Last week's ER registration guy was beside himself with delight explaining Advanced Directives and whatnot. I'm guessing not that many people ask him.

It's not a fun way to look at it, sara, but that's precisely it--grownup shit for 2008. Tack on getting back into the dentist's chair (never got a new one after insurance changed) to the stuff discussed above, and I think I'm pretty clear.

I think.

There is so much to do. Cycling back to the statement that classes just get in the way of working on the play.

I am so glad you agree!! It would be so much easier to just focus on the play and not worry about classes. But, alas. I still have 6 classes to teach every day in addition to pulling together the play.

This week will prove fairly interesting. We start rehearsals for the show (both casts...yes, I have 2 complete, separate casts of the same show). I have a new batch of 6th graders starting tomorrow. The quarter ends next Friday, so I'm wrapping things up with my current 7th and 8th graders. And, I've got a sub in for Thurs and Fri because I'm going to the state high school theatre festival and presenting a workshop on Friday.

I seriously love doing all this, but it's a lot of juggling some weeks.

We are doing 'team development' tomorrow morning. For some reason 'Draconian Dictator' thought it would be great for the faculty and staff to go to the local bowling lanes from 8:30-12:30 tomorrow.

So much wrong with that statement. I go back to work tomorrow, but so do the kids. I actually need to get there early in order to make the dreaded photocopies of things. I hate making copies.

No one asked how much pain I was in, no one could agree on what meds I'd been given or remained to be given, or how much (and even when they discovered they were contradicting each other, no one came back and told me the right answer).

I hate our health care "system" so so much most days. I think your birthday present should be a significant pain reduction in 2008.

Chances are people will still notice how Florida votes, it just won't count. Then again I can't promise we'll count the votes right anyway.

BWAH! Oh, dear.

I've not been too industrious about a will since I have no dependents or significant other and my parents have access to my savings and are named as joint beneficiaries of my 401K and profit sharing plan. Basically all that would have to go through probate before getting to them would be a few hundred dollars in my checking account, some Disney stock, and a couple rooms full of furniture they wouldn't want anyway .

Matt and I are one on this. I don't own anything. My mom and sister are beneficiaries of my 403B and life insurance. I have several people who have said they will take care of my cat. That's all I need need right now.

Funny story -- when I was about 10, I was snooping around random stuff and found my dad's will. I thought that having a will meant that you were going to die. So, for several days, I was really freaked out and weird. My dad finally pushed to find out what was wrong, and I burst into tears and wailed "I don't want you to die!" He was very confused. When he finally got the story, amidst my heaving sobs, he was very amused. And told me that it was my own damn fault for snooping :)

I've avoided the question of wills with my parents since my niece was born. My parents are so pissed about the name change thing that they were talking about cutting my brother out of their wills. At one point a few weeks after the bomb was dropped, my mother said "I want to leave you everything, and you give it to [my niece] according to my wishes" I told her that what she wanted was a trust, and she could make me trustee if she wanted, but to think about it because she was still really upset.

I was talking to them a few weeks ago, and they're still upset. Not being a part of it at all.