I didn’t quite mean to leave the sad hanging out there so long.  But work backed up on me while I was in Gainesville (didn’t help I was sick for a week prior), it’s finals week, our internet connection has been coocoo for coacoa puffs…

I’m sure I’ll write more about Grandpa at some point.  But I haven’t really processed it for myself.  His death has been more about holding Grandma together and paperwork.  I will go back to Gainesville next week to meet with her lawyer and obtain power of attorney in case anything happens to her.  That, and take her to the mall to buy underwear.

I’m sure if my grandmother knew I was telling the internet she needed new underwear, she’d re-think the whole power of attorney thing.

I’m not happy about that, and really don’t see my relative proximity as reason to cut my father out of the loop.  I mean, I’m going to have to do all this again for him someday…how does he get out of taking his turn?  But, it is what the family wants.  More importantly, it is what my grandmother wants.

The family didn’t have any sort of service, but the law school did.  (He was a big-wig in criminial law and education.)  My father spoke at it and said that two first year law students attended.  They had never met Grandpa, just heard of him and read his work and were in awe such a man had been at the school that they wanted to pay their respects.

He was a pretty cool guy.

As I mentioned, it’s finals week.  My big crunch was the two weeks prior though.  Last tests, last papers, etc.  I evidently missed the A range in my ecology lab by .14.  Point.  One.  Four.  That’s lower than my blood-alcohol content on most days!  Grr.

I have a solid A in ecology itself, and therefore a pass on the final.  That leaves my genetics final.  I don’t want to be too presumptous, but I’m not in a tizzy over it.

I have a new car now; it was my grandfather’s.  ST is now driving Sophia and orgasming over the gas mileage.  Bert, a 2003 Nissan Ultima, has more bells and whistles than I would ever buy for myself and I have to admit it’s pretty fun sometimes.  I have those neat radio controls on the steering wheel now.

On Wednesday, I will have a much-needed massage from Katie - my first from her in forever as her schedule got mega busy this past year.  Then, I will stop by the condo to start unloading boxes.

Yup.  We’re moving back.

Remember how I said I was looking forward to summer?  Well, I’ve booked myself possibly tighter than I was this semester.  Did you really expect any less of me?

My grandfather died suddenly last Friday.

I don’t have much to say about it.