Went to Dr. B's house for the last, IDK, visitation after the funeral? I don't know it's official name.
Bad old pastor was there. I didn't know anyone but suckstastic old pastor and wife. We all smiled and said it was so nice to see one another again. Blech. Her one son was....not what I expected. Far more brash that Dr. B ever was. And his wife felt like she was hovering over me. She was just....IDK, weird vibe from her. The other son was a lot like his dad, very quiet. His wife was the same way, but at least they felt right in the house.
I'm glad that part is over with. Her husband, also Dr. B., told me to keep in touch re: my law school application process. That was nice. He is such a gracious man. I'm trying not to judge her sons' behavior right now, b/c I'm sure they're not themselves.
I'm just venting. I think I just felt awkward, b/c Dr. B and I were very close. She paid me the highest compliment by telling me one time that she thought of me as her daughter. Yet, I didn't really know any of her other family, so I felt like I was being rather dramatic with my feelings around them, even though I feel them.
Blerg, I'm ready for wine and chocolate and the end of this week, for realz.
WW, I read through my Kaplan stuff and I'm a bit scared, but eager to get started.
Re: Well, that was awkward
Ugh. Funerals are nothing if not awkward.
Don't be scared. It looks insane right now, but it really will make sense soon. A year from now you'll look at an old book and be all, "Easy peasy."