I went to the mall to shop for Reddit Secret Santa, as most of my giftee's like can be found in places such as Hot Topic. Sweets you say? See's Candy, most assuredly, as they have nice little gift boxes and presents. One of the See's ladies, in her crisp white uniform with the black bows, remarked she had not seen me in a while. Yeah, no, you have not. Of course I had to tell the Sad News. She came and hugged me, and told me how much he loved me, and that they;d been talking about him. Of course they had, he always made quite the impression. Weird to stand in a crowded candy shop getting a big warm hug from the candy lady. So now See's is Sad Chocolate.
Not that I'll give it up.
Other bits and bobs include getting the 401K into a good IRA, one which will pay out nicely because it is indexed, with a variety of protections. Another chunk of change went into a product I call a reverse life insurance policy. I give them money, they put it in where it might or might not earn interest but cannot decrease, and pay me a monthly stipend. When it is gone, it is gone. If I die, they get it. Another product is like and indexed CD/personal retirement fund. It earns a bonus every year I do not touch it, and compounds on that. This keeps it safe until I need it in a few years, and it grows. Once I start taking payouts, it keeps paying out until I die, even if I exceed what originally went in. Perfect at my age. I still have money in savings and the money market, I have my three little incomes, and a nice normal CD. I should be okay. Mostly I wanted my money tucked away from scammers, leeches, and greedy buggers.
Went to the credit union and got an explanation why they're taking so long to remove Larry from the accounts. He had an IRA, so they cannot take him off until the end of the tax year. That would have been nice to know.
And in mundane boring news, I got the glass storage shelves arranged. Larry kept glass jars, so out they went. I have several flats of canning jars in assorted sizes. Lots of glass vases and bottles and canisters. A big glass cake dome, some stockpots, more wax, the china, the flatware, the holiday stuff up on the top shelf. All nicely arranged. Kinda sorta. Now I can move on the laundry and more of the wretched excess. This all included bringing up the Spode cookie jar and teapots and ornaments for the baker's rack. I also have Spode teacups, and mugs, and plates, and bowls, and use them every winter. Not this year. It just doesn't feel merry and bright. Not right. The dated plate and ornaments made me cry. 2011, he was alive. 2012. 2001 Our First Christmas in the house. Except is was 2000. Still. I wanted the decorations up, but damn, this first holiday is Not a Happy Holiday.
I didn't get the stockings out either. Merry Fucking Christmas, huh?
Not that I'll give it up.
Other bits and bobs include getting the 401K into a good IRA, one which will pay out nicely because it is indexed, with a variety of protections. Another chunk of change went into a product I call a reverse life insurance policy. I give them money, they put it in where it might or might not earn interest but cannot decrease, and pay me a monthly stipend. When it is gone, it is gone. If I die, they get it. Another product is like and indexed CD/personal retirement fund. It earns a bonus every year I do not touch it, and compounds on that. This keeps it safe until I need it in a few years, and it grows. Once I start taking payouts, it keeps paying out until I die, even if I exceed what originally went in. Perfect at my age. I still have money in savings and the money market, I have my three little incomes, and a nice normal CD. I should be okay. Mostly I wanted my money tucked away from scammers, leeches, and greedy buggers.
Went to the credit union and got an explanation why they're taking so long to remove Larry from the accounts. He had an IRA, so they cannot take him off until the end of the tax year. That would have been nice to know.
And in mundane boring news, I got the glass storage shelves arranged. Larry kept glass jars, so out they went. I have several flats of canning jars in assorted sizes. Lots of glass vases and bottles and canisters. A big glass cake dome, some stockpots, more wax, the china, the flatware, the holiday stuff up on the top shelf. All nicely arranged. Kinda sorta. Now I can move on the laundry and more of the wretched excess. This all included bringing up the Spode cookie jar and teapots and ornaments for the baker's rack. I also have Spode teacups, and mugs, and plates, and bowls, and use them every winter. Not this year. It just doesn't feel merry and bright. Not right. The dated plate and ornaments made me cry. 2011, he was alive. 2012. 2001 Our First Christmas in the house. Except is was 2000. Still. I wanted the decorations up, but damn, this first holiday is Not a Happy Holiday.
I didn't get the stockings out either. Merry Fucking Christmas, huh?
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