Calling hours for my DH are at 4 o'clock tomorrow.. I know we have to go earlier - to bring the photos and such - but I think I'm going to drive myself batty between now and then.. I am literally sitting here listening to the clock tick.. Can't sleep, not interested in television, and everyone else has gone to bed..
I got the photo collages done and they came out really nice - the scrapbook I'm not all that happy with.. Hopefully "Elmer Fudd" will be able to set them up in a decent manner.. When I tried to ask him about it on the telephone Friday he couldn't be bothered and had no idea which room we were going to be using because "he'd had 4 more calls since then.." (Yeah - so??) I don't have a good feeling about this.. He couldn't/wouldn't tell me how the urn was going to be set up (something I really needed to know when ordering the flowers) and when I asked if we had a time for the funeral yet he said, "I already told your stepdaughter what time it was.." Hello ??? I believe it's my signature on the bill - not hers - so don't you think you should have called me ?? I wanted to reach through the telephone and strangle him, but instead I said, "Well she's in Florida , so how would I know that?" He managed to screw up the obituary in the paper too (it ran yesterday and today - was supposed to be today and tomorrow); put down that my DH worked for his company 30 years instead of 38; and spelled my DD's last name wrong.. Then to add insult to injury, at the end of the notice it says to visit their web site for directions and guest book and the dufus doesn't even have my DH listed on their obituary page!! I'll tell ya - he's lucky I'm not coming to that funeral home packing a weapon.. I've had about all the incompetence I can take for one lifetime..
I just wish the whole thing was over.. Nothing can be accomplished without a major hassle or flat out incompetence - and I don't want to play anymore.. My Dad always said that nothing brings out the worst in people like a funeral does and I guess he was right...
If you don't hear from me for several days, you think you all could come break me out of jail???? The "list" continues to grow..........
I got the photo collages done and they came out really nice - the scrapbook I'm not all that happy with.. Hopefully "Elmer Fudd" will be able to set them up in a decent manner.. When I tried to ask him about it on the telephone Friday he couldn't be bothered and had no idea which room we were going to be using because "he'd had 4 more calls since then.." (Yeah - so??) I don't have a good feeling about this.. He couldn't/wouldn't tell me how the urn was going to be set up (something I really needed to know when ordering the flowers) and when I asked if we had a time for the funeral yet he said, "I already told your stepdaughter what time it was.." Hello ??? I believe it's my signature on the bill - not hers - so don't you think you should have called me ?? I wanted to reach through the telephone and strangle him, but instead I said, "Well she's in Florida , so how would I know that?" He managed to screw up the obituary in the paper too (it ran yesterday and today - was supposed to be today and tomorrow); put down that my DH worked for his company 30 years instead of 38; and spelled my DD's last name wrong.. Then to add insult to injury, at the end of the notice it says to visit their web site for directions and guest book and the dufus doesn't even have my DH listed on their obituary page!! I'll tell ya - he's lucky I'm not coming to that funeral home packing a weapon.. I've had about all the incompetence I can take for one lifetime..
I just wish the whole thing was over.. Nothing can be accomplished without a major hassle or flat out incompetence - and I don't want to play anymore.. My Dad always said that nothing brings out the worst in people like a funeral does and I guess he was right...
If you don't hear from me for several days, you think you all could come break me out of jail???? The "list" continues to grow..........

Neither of my parents were correct, not my sister, not my husband. Something was messed up in all of them. With DH...they had his last position at his job at IBM in NJ listed with his employer at the time in FL.
Some night you will just collapse in bed and finally sleep!
