Wah, wah, wah. I'm whining. I've felt like crap for almost 2 weeks now - fighting a cold - losing then starting to win then losing again. It's really zapping my energy. Stress is, too - the stress of moving my dad, planning our renovations and the thought of packing up all our crap - it's all enough to make me want to sleep for a week. Now my brother is coming home for a week - which would normally be a good thing, because he can help us with the packing and all, but I know that he's really just coming home because we're doing estate planning - with which I will be given power of attorney for my dad's financial dealings, I'll be named executor of his will, also given power of attorney for his medical decisions should he be incapacitated, etc. The house is also going to be turned over to me, with the agreement that we pay off the mortgage. I told my brother that whatever net equity is in the house right now he will get in cash when dad dies. That will be updated in the will. The power of attorney is simply because since I'm paying all of his bills I have to be able to discuss his accounts with his creditors. It doesn't mean that I'll be taking his money. I understand that my brother doesn't want to get screwed, but he needs to understand that he's on the opposite coast from us and I'm the one here doing all the work - he'll get his equal share of the estate, I'll make sure of that.
I've been taking excedrine daily - which I don't usually need. A tropical vacation would be nice...but I just bought a dishwasher, washer & dryer yesterday to replace the ones in the house that are circa 1980...
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