My wife has to take point on the funeral arrangements because her brother lives in Georgia, and all I can really do is support her. Even so, it's been a hellish week. The plus side is, we're getting things done, even if we do end up exhausted at the end of the day. We've scarcely spent any time on fun things; after running around all day yesterday we finally had a little time to play WoW together--first time since when?--before going to bed and collapsing from exhaustion. I'm staying home from work today, mainly so I can clean the kitchen and rest. There simply has not been any time for anything else. It's hit me really hard, too, because I genuinely like my in-laws. Mrs. Fungus' parents were divorced, but their relationship issues don't mean they're bad people. Dad was a good guy, and I miss him terribly, but it didn't really hit me how much until I tried going to work on Monday and was almost totally useless. And that's just me. Mrs. Fungus has had times where she's nearly inconsolable. It was unexpected, and it was sudden, and there was no time or warning to prepare. Unlike my parents--Dad was in the hospital for more than a month before he passed. Mom's stroke came out of the blue but her health had been declining and I know what the statistics say about what happens when one member dies of a marriage that's lasted several decades. Mom outlived Dad by a scant four years. In this case, though, Dad (in law) was 77--though I'd thought him younger--and in poor but (we thought) stable health. *sigh* Well: things progress. Today is probably going to be mostly devoted to resting, though I have (as I said) some much-belated cleaning to do. That'll be okay. There's still a lot left to do.