more bad news
I guess it's true that bad news comes in clusters. Yesterday evening when I got home, I found a message on the answering machine saying one of my aunts had passed away. She's been ill for a very long time, so it wasn't a huge surprise, but, the timing was I guess. I was expecting bad news about my grandfather, but not my aunt. She's been in Missouri the past few years, but she will be buried here in Phoenix.
On the message, my aunt had told me that I should call my father, which I really didn't want to do, but I know how upset he gets about this stuff, so like a good little daughter, I called. However, my cousin had already called him, so my efforts were pointless. And let me tell you, that the conversation was just short and terse. I think the next time anything happens, I'll call my aunt back and have her call him. Anyway, funeral is on Friday, and I'm not looking forward to dealing with him and that woman, but I have to suck it up and do it I guess. So think good thoughts for me if you will.
