Pickles by Brian Crane for August 24, 2021

Well,did you?

Then Sylvia becomes Opal’s conservator to handle her stuff.

My plan is to pre-decease Spouse, leaving her and the kids to clean up the mess. I suspect her plan is the exact opposite…

at the top of my head, the only stuff I got from my maternal grandfather when he died was three necktie clips

Through my father, I got my grandfather’s watch and a straight razor. It’s a shame the blade is broken. I’d like to try using one of those at least once.

He can leave me his car; I’ll be old enough to drive someday.

You can see the love that Opal has for Earl pouring out in everything she says!

When Reba’s character had a near miss with death on her sitcom, Van used post-it notes to put his name on her stuff.

Opal probably doesn’t really want all of Earl’s stuff. (She does get first dibs.) There would finally be a chance to get rid of some stuff. (There would also probably be some things she would decide that she would really like to keep after all.)

That was a running joke with my mother. When my husband (before we got married) heard me ask it once, he was appalled. I knew he was the right one for me when, the next time we were at her place, he asked the same thing about one of her possessions.

Looks like the Pickles are going out ! Earl give Nelson some item of yours now and watch his face light up ;-)

My spouse is deceased so when I go the kids will have a huge garage sale!

I’d rather trust Nelson with your stuff, Earl…

Always prepare for the end. You don’t want your family fighting over a toaster.

NOBODY’S dying today…… Nope – not on MY watch.!!!!

Unless she is so weakened from the trauma of watching Earl die that she dies a few months after him and in her remaining days does not have the energy to deal with any of the legal aspects of her husband’s passing. That was my parents’ story this past year.

Dumpster.

I have nothing my wife wants, and a dumpster will do her well. Also, I told her to save money on burial expenses: a trash bag and a dumpster for my body will do just fine.

Does she really want his jar of nuts and bolts, screwdriver collection, electric drill, and drill bits?

I suspect that my daughter will want my tools (I have a lot) and my wife will give everything else away.

Why do most men die before their wives? Because they want to!

Nah, Earl forgot!

I’m facing that right now. My son was sick for 10 months before he died, and asking about his arrangements for his death seemed a bit rude standing by his bed. Now, we don’t even know if we can give away the stuff in his house. If he had a will, all that stuff may belong to the Salvation Army. And, we can’t get into his bank information or a safe deposit box if he had one until we can prove a right to do that, which depends on the possibly nonexistant will, which may or may not be in the possibly nonexistant safe deposit box. DO GET YOUR AFFAIRS IN ORDER, and leave instructions with whoever is going to feel responsible for the stuff. A loved one’s death is bad enough without having to decide who gets their underwear.

For me with my hubby alive yet body ageing too fast, I sign up for full SS in November, by next year I have to use my SS to cut down on CC debt, instead of having fun with it. I waited for full, I see too many going early, I know Medicare payment will take mine down to early. Yes I am making payments every 3 months. For my hubby on clothes not certain our son can wear them, our son height is 6’1" his dad if he was standing straight 6’4".

You think he has “stuff” worth getting?

Tip: no one wants Most of the stuff you have.

My wife just came home yesterday with a brochure and financial information on cemetery plots and crypts ( She’d run into a friend who was selling them ) at a swanky cemetery. I looked at the prices and almost died from shock.

I ended all speculation about purchasing by asking my bride one question … “Do you want to get a double lot or do you want to buy that car you’ve been talking about?”

Well, aren’t we all having, a perfectly morbid day, today?

Let’s cheer things up, just had the first tomato from the garden. Yum.

I got my grandfather’s watches and fountain pens. My grandmother was a schoolteacher from 1923 until 1964. Every year the school district would furnish each classroom with an official 8 × 10 photo of the President of the United States. I have them all, from Harding to LBJ. And a few old TV lamps from the 1950s. I especially like the Siamese cats.

There’s nothing funny about Opal being mean.