Arrangements
Shortly after my child is born (a phrase I still haven’t quite gotten comfortable with) I’m going to spend a day with my mom. First we’re going to the bank to fill out the thus-far-neglected ‘beneficiary’ part of my accounts. Then we’re going to pick up a couple legal will kits and do our best to write a couple wills that in no way resemble Swiss cheese.
I plan to see if there’s a place where I can specify music I wanted played at my funeral. Specifically I’ve know for over 10 years now that I want Hootie’s ‘Not Even The Trees’ played as my ‘moment of silence’ but I’ve recently considered that I’d like Toad The Wet Sprocket’s ‘Pray Your Gods’ as the follow-up, the walking out music…
In case the will doesn’t allow for this I’d like this blog entry to be considered an expression of my wishes on the matter.
Now just because I want my affairs in order doesn’t mean I’m contemplating suicide, I’ve always said homicide would be much more fun. Suicide is selfish, murder-suicide on the other hand is a family activity.
Note: the last paragraph is a tongue-in-cheek attempt at dark humour, not an actual statement of intent. However if any intervention you consider planning involves fruity alcoholic beverages I might be willing to play along.
