I just took 10 boxes of books out of my sister's apartment and donated them to the library. Ooph. Although that was only mildly onerous, and mostly that was just the heavy lifting. The onerous part was talking to her neighbor, to whom she owed $5000. Said neighbor wants to know why probate is taking so long, and if perhaps I might want to fix the situation by oh, say, giving her my own money and just getting it refunded by my inheritance. Reminded her I wasn't likely to inherit anything from the estate, but that I would see if there was any way to speed along the money she was owed.

"Nope, sorry, I'm not indebted to you, I'm sorry my sister wasn't able to make good on it, you're on the list, gotta go." Vulture.

Ugh, Burrell. That's awful.

Had a good talk with ED about boss lady. He basically agreed with me in my hope that she would stay gone on vacation and never come back. He's going to put the screws to her about honoring her contract to work a full day every Saturday, so hopefully this will help her along in quitting.

So I feel good about that, and then got an extra bonus in that her flight was cancelled and she won't be back this week at all. I was a bit immature with my giddy relief about it.

What is probate, anyway? I'm pretty sure my grandmother's estate didn't go through it. Possibly because all of her accounts we co-signed by either my mother or my aunt? I'm pretty sure we just proceeded with closing accounts and paying bills and handing out stuff and etc.

Ah -- google tells me the answer! Simplified probate was all we needed, and I imagine my uncle, the executor, dealt with whatever needed dealing with. [link]

The short answer is probate is a nightmare, esp since my sister's estate is right about the amount where you don't need to go through it, but it's blocking my access to her monies in the meantime.

Ugh. I am also not great at this job but I am at least trying.

"Nope, sorry, I'm not indebted to you, I'm sorry my sister wasn't able to make good on it, you're on the list, gotta go."

Pretty much. She's not even being a vulture. She's lonely and she misses my sister and she feels invisible. And she's deeply regretting loaning money to a woman who passed away before she paid her back. I get it, I really do. I even feel for the woman. It's just I don't have the emotional resources to be there for her while she unloads all her misery and anxiety onto my shoulders.

I feel like this is one of those things like punching up, not down? The friend doesn't get to ask for support from the sister of the deceased.

And Ginger, I hope you get to be a five-year-old sometime! If only briefly. I meant to say that before.

I'm kind of tempted to leave work now just so that the last issue I consult on today is about sperm.

What is going to beat sperm? Nothing. I say run.

I'm in OT today cause I promised to get one thing done and I've been fiddly farting around all day. ADD to the max.