Yesterday was a succession of meetings with lawyers and bankers. They were nice enough people, but I now have a clearer picture of what hell would be like. It’s forms, forms, forms, the clicking of computer keyboards, mysterious requests, and a lot of passive butt-sitting. I did close out several bank accounts and converted them to checks that I’ll deliver to another bank in Minnesota.
And then…my mother had a half dozen annuities, investments that we’re in the process of notifying the holding companies that she’s dead, which triggers them to send out forms to all of her heirs who then have to fill out pages and pages of information about themselves, provoking them to vomit forth checks. Progress was made.We have begun the process of untangling my mom from the grasp of capitalism.
Today, I have to deal with the DMV and realtors. Abandon all hope.
PZ wrote: We have begun the process of untangling my mom from the grasp of capitalism.
I reply: I wish you didn’t have to drown in all this abusive bureaucracy. But, that is the essence and desire of crapitallism. It is so nice that you have posted many of the good memories. It is sad that is temporarily negated by the brutal reality of the process you must endure. Hopefully none of the other heirs will throw a wrench in the works and it will all be over soon, so you can get back to ‘abnormal’
Best Wishes from all of us at The Arts In Arizona
In my district, the National Association of Realtors sends out campaign material for Republican candidates. I fear you are lost dealing with them.