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04/17/2006: "A Will of One's Own"
My dad and I were talking Saturday night and I realized that I have more “assets” than I realized. There is my house and even though I’ve only paid off a few thousand from the loan, its value has appreciated. Also there is my retirement account, life insurance policy, my art business etc. I’m worth more dead than alive.
I thought it would be easy to whip out a will, I have access to a database of free legal forms so I pulled up the Last Will and Testament form for Alaska and started filling it out…it’s a lot tougher than I thought it would be. I have 4 sisters and friends who are like family. How do you divvy things up without hurting any feelings? Do you make decisions based on equal shares or give the most to those with the most financial need? How do you decide on an executor? Do I want to be buried in my family plot (which is probably what my dad would want) or could I be cremated and have my ashes spread somewhere here in Alaska?
Grim thoughts for a grey Monday night but I really should have something in place. I’ve written out my final blog post even. I’ve left it (along with instructions on how to post it) on the back of my computer monitor. There is a company that will do that for you by the way. I'm not one of those people who believe that dying young only happens to other people.
“We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast. But when we say this, we imagine that the hour is placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun, or that death could arrive this same afternoon - this afternoon which is so certain, and which has every hour filled in advance.” – Final Destination