My mother went through that when my grandmother died, because my grandmother didn't know anything about the finances, and so didn't know about the places my grandfather had stashed stuff.

Is it terrible that I literally laughed out loud at this? I am fairly certain that my sister and I will find ourselves in the same situation when our father goes. We know where the family safe is, but we also know there are other hiding spots, which will require us to go through every drawer and closet as well as moving the dropped ceiling tiles in the basement. That's just the house. Who knows what's at the restaurant?

It is not terrible, or at least we're both terrible together. I'll write a more detailed narrative up later, including how my middle brother stumbled on the combination to the safe, but pretty much whatever you are imagining is likely pretty accurate. Middle brother kept describing it as "his drug money."

(Spoiler: It was not actually his drug money. It was his "what if Trump crashes the entire world economy, because he could totally do that; he's the do that guy" money.)

Also, we discovered a super secret safe in the floor of a super secret closet behind the basement, containing stock certificates and a giant wad of $100 bills.

I hope that you're not offended, but I really want to make a joke about the mafia casket and the wad of cash :)

I'll tell my dad to look out for yours. I firmly believe that he's like a VP of Heaven now, perhaps St. Peter's XO.

If anyone has a nice non-shooty game that I could play on my laptop without spending a ton of money, I would welcome recommendations!

Seconding esse's rec of Stardew Valley - I have it on PC and on tablet. It's very soothing, though it can also exacerbate my ADHD/hyperfixation if I'm not careful. Though, these days, being hyperfixated on something soothing is kind of nice.

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Also, we discovered a super secret safe in the floor of a super secret closet behind the basement, containing stock certificates and a giant wad of $100 bills. We are MORE than ready to get off this Mister Toad's Wild Ride whipsawing us between howling grief and ridiculousness and Hardy Boys mystery drama, anytime at all.

I'll write a more detailed narrative up later, including how my middle brother stumbled on the combination to the safe, but pretty much whatever you are imagining is likely pretty accurate. Middle brother kept describing it as "his drug money."

I was just about to ask, how did you find the combination?!! That's amazing.

My parents, when we were going through their house to start them packing, had a lot of junk, but no order. We didn't find any rolls of cash, but definitely some great memorabilia mixed in with bank statements from the 1970s.

Y'all, I'm on the foster page for the shelter I usually do kittens through. Sadly there are no kittens right now--they're all taken and aren't taking in any new ones while the shelter is closed, sadly. BUT. There is a litter of puppies named River, Wash, Inara, Jayne, Simon, and Kaylee!

Yay firefly kittens.

I took a whole tablet of the medicine hoping I'd get to sleep faster and instead I'm wide awake and can't sleep at all. So. I don't feel anxiety about going to sleep I'm just wide awake.

Also, we discovered a super secret safe in the floor of a super secret closet behind the basement, containing stock certificates and a giant wad of $100 bills. We are MORE than ready to get off this Mister Toad's Wild Ride whipsawing us between howling grief and ridiculousness and Hardy Boys mystery drama, anytime at all.

It is not terrible, or at least we're both terrible together. I'll write a more detailed narrative up later, including how my middle brother stumbled on the combination to the safe, but pretty much whatever you are imagining is likely pretty accurate. Middle brother kept describing it as "his drug money."

Also terrible. Thank you for telling us about this JZ.

Firefly kittens! Fantastic.

{{{JZ}}}

Am, too, worried about Gud.

I am also gonna try being more productive today. I am one of the people who have as much stuff to do as before, but being at home does not encourage productiveness nor concentration. Also, being with migraines for about 36 hours of each week because the seasons' change does this to me is no fun either. And yet, all these deadlines are staring at me, y'know?