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I used to be decisive, now I'm not so sure...
Biggest day yet for faffing with paperwork. I got David's death certificate yesterday but too late to do anything with it. This morning I scanned it and sent it a couple of places. One of the places promptly informed me that yes, I will need probate, so that is another long winded job to do.
The other place was the car place. I asked for more details by email but then the condescending man who I have been dealing with called, but while I was out so I missed it becaause...
I had planned a paperwork morning then taking BH to visit his trainer. I don't feel like riding myself but had arranged to just watch. But, when I went outside I found Rigsby's left eye was swollen and inflamed in the membranes. I sent photos to the vet who said they would need to do a visit today. So no outing.
Then, I'd had to tell one of David's friends of his death last night, and he called round today. He was very shocked and upset. It is a shock. It is upsetting. It was nice to see his friend.
Aaaand, paperwork. Loads and loads of paperwork. I called Vodaphone to try and get David's contract moved to me. Yes, it was so I could keep his contacts on his phone and use it for funeral arrangements. But, it was also to preserve his answer message. It has been the same message for yeeeeaaaaars! I know and love it.
I changed it over, then the lady said the message will be wiped and if I want to keep it I would have to record it myself. So, I have. Not the same though. Sounds a bit sad, I know.
Pension... The form was complicated and ambiguous. So, I called pensions and did the form with someone on the phone so I could get it right. Pensions was amazing. They even sorted some things out for my own pension, that I had been meaning to do.
The vet arrived and it was Adam again. Rigs had his eyeball stained with dye to make sure it wasn't damaged and now has antibiotic and steroid eyedrops and 'bute for pain and as an anti inflammatory. Riggy was well behaved! Poor Adam though, I needed the pensions form witnessed so he was asked to come into the house to sort that. Adam is a lovely man!
But, I could not then post the pensions document into the post box because... I only have the old stamps which are now outdated. So, I took my car to the Post Office. I now have new stamps.
Next up, informing David's dentist.
I got back and called the car finance company, only the condescending one who I'd been dealing with was on the phone already so I spoke to someone else, who was amazing. She was surprised the other person hadn't tried to sort it with the dealership to hand it back. If I can hand it back without losing money, I will, as it is a far fancier car than I need. But, I'd decided that if I was going to lose money, I'd keep it for at least a year. She is going to try to sort it and has raised a complaint on my behalf for it not being offered earlier. So, I still may or may not be having the blasted car! I am finding it all very confusing.
I then got in contact with the funeral director and started the ball rolling there. he is coming tomorrow to get details, but will make enquiries with the crem and vicar first.
Then... David's will. It was all correctly done, but the actual will was in a special storage facility within the solicitor's office and we just had copies. Only, the solicitor had gone out of business. The will hadn't been registered anywhere else but it will have been taken over by someone as they can't just bin wills. I mean, this was tight chest type stress! On the suggestion from @Andie02 's husband, I called some local solicitors to see if they had taken over the solicitor's or if they knew who has. I *think* I have chased who has it and rang before they shut (by a few minutes) but they cut it off then switched to out of hours. I will chase that up on Monday, but, even if the will isn't traced, the outcome would be the same as I am also next of kin. It would just be more paperwork, stress and time.
A quick hoover round and I washed the stinky dogs' beds then I did the horses for night time, and Rigs' eye is slightly improved already.
I am now all done in for the day! Exhausted.
The other place was the car place. I asked for more details by email but then the condescending man who I have been dealing with called, but while I was out so I missed it becaause...
I had planned a paperwork morning then taking BH to visit his trainer. I don't feel like riding myself but had arranged to just watch. But, when I went outside I found Rigsby's left eye was swollen and inflamed in the membranes. I sent photos to the vet who said they would need to do a visit today. So no outing.
Then, I'd had to tell one of David's friends of his death last night, and he called round today. He was very shocked and upset. It is a shock. It is upsetting. It was nice to see his friend.
Aaaand, paperwork. Loads and loads of paperwork. I called Vodaphone to try and get David's contract moved to me. Yes, it was so I could keep his contacts on his phone and use it for funeral arrangements. But, it was also to preserve his answer message. It has been the same message for yeeeeaaaaars! I know and love it.
I changed it over, then the lady said the message will be wiped and if I want to keep it I would have to record it myself. So, I have. Not the same though. Sounds a bit sad, I know.
Pension... The form was complicated and ambiguous. So, I called pensions and did the form with someone on the phone so I could get it right. Pensions was amazing. They even sorted some things out for my own pension, that I had been meaning to do.
The vet arrived and it was Adam again. Rigs had his eyeball stained with dye to make sure it wasn't damaged and now has antibiotic and steroid eyedrops and 'bute for pain and as an anti inflammatory. Riggy was well behaved! Poor Adam though, I needed the pensions form witnessed so he was asked to come into the house to sort that. Adam is a lovely man!
But, I could not then post the pensions document into the post box because... I only have the old stamps which are now outdated. So, I took my car to the Post Office. I now have new stamps.
Next up, informing David's dentist.
I got back and called the car finance company, only the condescending one who I'd been dealing with was on the phone already so I spoke to someone else, who was amazing. She was surprised the other person hadn't tried to sort it with the dealership to hand it back. If I can hand it back without losing money, I will, as it is a far fancier car than I need. But, I'd decided that if I was going to lose money, I'd keep it for at least a year. She is going to try to sort it and has raised a complaint on my behalf for it not being offered earlier. So, I still may or may not be having the blasted car! I am finding it all very confusing.
I then got in contact with the funeral director and started the ball rolling there. he is coming tomorrow to get details, but will make enquiries with the crem and vicar first.
Then... David's will. It was all correctly done, but the actual will was in a special storage facility within the solicitor's office and we just had copies. Only, the solicitor had gone out of business. The will hadn't been registered anywhere else but it will have been taken over by someone as they can't just bin wills. I mean, this was tight chest type stress! On the suggestion from @Andie02 's husband, I called some local solicitors to see if they had taken over the solicitor's or if they knew who has. I *think* I have chased who has it and rang before they shut (by a few minutes) but they cut it off then switched to out of hours. I will chase that up on Monday, but, even if the will isn't traced, the outcome would be the same as I am also next of kin. It would just be more paperwork, stress and time.
A quick hoover round and I washed the stinky dogs' beds then I did the horses for night time, and Rigs' eye is slightly improved already.
I am now all done in for the day! Exhausted.
