Taking Care of Business

At least as far as I could. I called Calverton today rather than waiting to go there. Listened to a long and drawn-out recording and gave up. Called later and remembered it is best to press "0". I got a live person but he only gave me another number to call. I did and got a message that I need Dad's DOB, SSN and branch of service (if we don't find his discharge papers) before I can talk to anyone about interring Mom's ashes. I, frankly, would prefer to have a funeral director take care of all of this. Mike thinks the people in Ohio could do it, but I am not so sure. Being as how she was cremated, at least there is no terrible rush to get her into Calverton. I really don't want to do this until after the holidays. The kids can't get off from work (busiest time of year) and I want them there. It's just Mike and me going to Ohio. We leave Friday and return Sunday. The funeral mass is Saturday morning. I bought myself a decent-looking pair of dress pants to wear. I don't have any since losing all this weight. I wanted to get dark-colored shoes but they were either too high-heeled or expensive. My mom would have fits if she knew I spent $65 on shoes, so I didn't. I might have some casual, non-sneaker shoes in my closet, but if not, the sneakers will have to do. I have enough on my mind (I was up and down all night, unable to sleep well) without exacerbating my back pain. Alas, if only Mom had been able to enjoy just one more Christmas, but it wasn't meant to be. She will celebrate with my brothers, my Dad and her own parents, I'm sure.