Your Fiorella drove into Austin yesterday to meet up with Bea Wallis at Cook-Walden Funeral Home, out of which Husband, and before him, his father and mother, were buried. Not that Fio is planning to depart this mortal coil anytime soon, but it's always nice to be prepared.
Bea is an old friend. Husband and Fiorella first met her when she was trying to persuade his family's long-time maid to continue paying for her funeral arrangements so she wouldn't lose the pot of money she had already invested. Later, Fiorella visited Bea a couple of times a year to pay for chunks of her and Husband's own arrangements, so they became friends even though Fio, being a tightwad even in death, always opted for the el cheapo arrangements.
No use wasting money on something you can't enjoy.
Taking care of her own funeral is a load off Fiorella's back and, she hopes, her childrens'. There's no reason for them to go through all the hassles she has encountered, although, of course, the human factor and the back-and-forths with insurance companies will always be with us. (This is Fiorella's fifth month of widowhood, and the investments are still hanging fire.)
Fio knows that someday everything will get all straightened out and she will be able to live her own life again. Let's pray that will be soon.
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