Hmm where did I leave it... Tuesday right??
Tuesday afternoon my dad arrived.. yay... selfish of me I know, but someone else to deal with mom. I felt help less, your trying to deal with feeling so sad, and someone else is leaning on you who is feeling so much more intensely cause they are so much closer to it than you are.
So all the planning for the funeral is going on. Internment (burial service) and then rememberance and celebration service. Internment was on Thursday, kinda hard to hold it together as they lower a coffin you know has your grandpa in it, into the ground. But I managed, went and saw my grandma's grave, I never knew her, she died of cancer when my mom was young. Saw my great grandparents graves too.
My family is very technical and rather huge... my Pa had 4 brothers and 1 sister (and 2 sisters that died when they were young), he had 2 sons, 2 daughters and a stepson from his second marriage (and the two wives to go with it). So they had to work round with the two wives and where he was gonna be buried and where the services were and everything.
The Thursday service was in another city, so we had to drive an hour to get there. Friday service was in the city where I was staying, so it wasn't so far. Both services were very different, all Pa's brothers at the first, all his friends and some other relatives at the second.
Hmmm so enough about the funeral. While I was away we did a mini house swap with one of my moms firends who needed to be in my home city for a conference. I didn't really want to swap because we left in such a hurry I hadn't cleaned. Little to say, cause she is a friend of my mom she decided she needed to clean the house etc, put stuff on to wash without checking the laundry sink, which is where the clothes washer empties... I had left stuff to soak in there.
1 flooded laundry later, *sighs* as well as part of the hallway, the toilet and part of the bathroom.
Get home Saturday, go get a suction vaccum thingy to get the water out of the carpet, sit down for a few minutes and turn my puter on.
It crashes a short time later, not recognising the disk, making horrible sounds, no backup.
Yay fer computer literate brothers! He got it working and we managed to backup onto my ipod! Did i tell you I love my ipod????
This should be called Topers lament huh?

Just one last thing, please excuse me if I am a little up and down in the next few days. I don't exactly know what I am thinking and feeling but you will prolly find out and I am apologising before hand in case I am a bit crazy or annoying. Didn't really get a chance to get sad, and he was my grandpa after all.

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