Aug. 22nd, 2003

silverdagger: (lord gal)
My lawyer, I find, is horridly allergic to something in my home. I rather suspect it's the cat, since he was never bothered before. Well, that, and it was a fair enough clue when he couldn't stop sneezing long enough to nag me after I settled Galathil in my lap and scratched him behind the ears till he purred.

Shame, I so enjoyed his tirade.

He's currently needling me about revising my will. Apparently I look as if I'm going to keel over at any minute, with the amount of urgency he insists there is. None of the beneficiaries detailed in the current version seem likely to outlive me as they are, in fact, all dead, and mostly buried. (I do believe my mother's sister was snatched from her grave a few years ago (being as she was disowned, she was spared the honor of the family mausoleum) but then I never did much like Auntie Elisabeth anyway).

Forgive my common language. I find myself quite annoyed at having to research things to do with one's money when one dies without family. It hardly makes for pleasant contemplation.

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