Sigh. I thought T-Rowe would have called me by now.

 I want to just get the stupid estate shit done, and yet I don't feel like messing with stupid BOA and their "notarized small estate affidavit"    Its just a ducking CC, BOA,  if there is some small cash back on it I don't think it is bigger than the balance so you could just take that off the amount due and send me the bill for the remainder.   I should not have to jump through hoops just to do the right thing to settle dad's small amount owed to you.  I know my resentment is way bigger than the actual amount of time getting yet another form notarized and sent off so I need to set aside my grumps and just do it.

I also need to call the stinking insurance company and find out exactly how to proceed with them since they didn't just accept the small estate affidavit and send me a check to then share proceeds with the lazy ass siblings who are doing diddly squat to help me sort out this crap out.   I should just sell this place, the hesitations on my end are all "oh the work of moving, and I'll not know my neighbors"  But it is stupid to stay unless I get a roommate that will work off the rent and or horse board,  I never feel like I have time to go do anything fun.  

And stinking sis on Friday managed to pass putting Dad's obit online to me.   I had a hunch I'd end up having to do it.  Yes I am more set up for that specific thing since it is uploading online but she has done bupkis on anything else to get shit taken care of; she was off having fun at a PBR event when she called me.   MUST BE NICE to be able to just go do things. 

I survived the Jaguar jaunt on Saturday

This was a 5K run to benefit the "Wild Animal Sanctuary"  They are now a zoo and a PAC more than a place that rescues wild animals that had been pets or displays in ragtag private zoos or circuses.  We walked a good bit of the walkway after the 5K walk that wound through their access roads for caring for the critters and found the little plaque from donating in mom's name after she passed away. 

 And I also got through the barbecue and meeing L's father and sibling.   My legs were sore later that afternoon  and my back was a bit unhappy but an ibuprofen in the late afternoon and a generic Aleve before going to bed and I was OK today.

I liked L's mom a lot.   Mom is an L as well, not the same name but same initial and grew up in Nebraska and we chatted quite a lot on the walk, L senior is one of those really nice people that you end up sharing all kinds of life tidbits with because they engage with you and draw you out. 

L's dad:  I guess I'll say I think he fits the salesman persona quite well.  Very charming but seemed like he would say anything to sell his viewpoint.  I don't even know if the selling of insurance to customers was his role but it seemed quite likely.  

L's sibling had to leave early, he was working that evening I guess.   It was very nice of her/him to drive his dad out to L's place for the barbecue so dad didn't have to wait around while the walkers did the walk.  L sr introduced as "this is L's sibling Don/Dawn", verbally both spellings sound alike.   He/she was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and looked like like a slight young man on saturday.   I'm glad I didn't have to process heavy makeup and a frilly hairdo.   It was enough to walk through the house hearing L and her dad talking about Trumps 'conviction' and siding with the CNN take.    

Growing up I never dreamed my country would end up having show trials and political prisoners and it is just surreal to hear everyday people who believe the brazen BS that the FNM wing of the commiecrat party pumps out.  It has to be a huge degree of willful ignorance because they have got to know of many cases where the FNM aired something to support the narrative and then very quietly walked it back later. 

I want to do an empty saddle in the neighborhood parade for dad

 I don't want to be his stand-in driving the tractor.   I will have to ask some folks if they would drive the tractor,  does the group that came up with the idea want to have tractor tow a flatbed trailer 'float' and then the float can have some memorial posters for dad, John, sorely missed pets etc on it.  

That would allow me to rig up the backwards boots in stirrups and have a scabbard if B left me any, find an orange cap or maybe use one of dad's cowboy hats and lead CJ.  Borrowing from the military riderless horse theme.  https://theskeletonkeychronicles.com/2021/05/18/the-riderless-horse/

That would be cool, and not feel like I was just making the neighbors happy.   They all knew dad, they probably thought it eccentric for him to drive his prius to take the dogs on walks but they all saw him and dad being the outgoing friendly guy, many of them had chatted with him often over the years.  I joined the neighborhood group only a couple years ago.   When I was commuting to work I never could have attended their get-togethers, and my phone(s) have limited mass text abilities so I even now I can't fully do the neighborhood chat thing.  I've been lurking and send a reply sometimes to a single person, but I still feel like an outsider to the group.   That is mostly because they are all married, most of them moms, many SAHMs and a good percent are even home-schooling.   Not much overlap with my science nerd, single self. 

Yay, Hay is going into the hay shed today

 I was getting very stressed that I wouldn't be able to get the hay hauler that has a stack retrieval truck this year; when he called on Monday I could commit to the grower to take 4 stacks and did so. 

Now I have an extra stack of hay beyond what I needed to feed the horses here for the next 12-13 months;  so hay wise I can very much get another horse.  I'm still on the fence about getting one.  Money wise I can afford it easily enough, but time wise they all get short changed on care as it is.   It would be really nice to be able to go to rides again.   But maybe I should broaden my vacation horizons instead of getting another 4 legged dependent.   

Stupid estate settling is still frustrating me no end.   I punted on doing anything about it for a full week, but trying to get back on track this week.   Got a check from one ins. company so that is a motivator  to tackle the BS again. 

The neighborhood group had this vague idea of doing a memorial 'Carl's tractor' this year for the neighborhood July 4th parade.   The gal that helped with dad would like to broaden it to include her FIL that passed away in October.   I'm vaguely thinking I could tow a trailer and maybe the neighborhood kids could decorate it as a memorial float.  I could buy poster paper or whatever and they could get  Semper Fi Carl (marine)  and Into the wild blue yonder? John (Air Force)   posters made up and then add flags and streamers and so on.   

Sis wrote an obituary for dad.   I cleaned it up a bit where I thought things did not flow at all.  I'd had a rough idea in mind to come up with something much shorter and pithy to publish and have the longer bit for memorial folders but the legacy.com is a flat rate service rather than by the word and I really don't have energy to write and rewrite to get the short pithy paragraph so I think will call our joint effort good for both things.