Shannon Stacey

My to-do list has a to-do list

Things are so crazy now that I have scraps of paper everywhere with notes to add such-and-such to my to-do list. The next thing on the master list needs to be to go around and find all the mini to-do notes.

Double-whammy. With a funeral Thursday morning and camp Thursday night, each in an opposite direction from my house, it’s going to be one hell of a day. We can take the car south, so the truck can be loaded and ready to head north to camp, but that means everything has to be done by Wednesday night. Tomorrow night? Crap.

My uncle’s funeral will be in my hometown of Wareham, Massachusetts, also—and much more widely—known as the hometown of Geena Davis. (This is the point where, if he was still with us, my dad would say “Have I told you I went to school with her?” Yes, Papa, once or twice.)

It’ll probably be the last time I go back for a long, long time. He’s the last of my father’s generation still in the area, and I’m not particularly close to the next generation, so I’ll also be saying goodbye to my grandmother’s house and the hospital where I was born and the Tremont Nail Factory, which was the oldest nail manufacturer in the country and where my uncle worked most of his life and where they sold the most awesome penny candy when I was a little girl.

The thing I’m preparing myself for the most is the fact that, as it’s a graveside service, people will be standing on my grandfather’s grave again. When my aunt passed away nine years ago, all of my emotional upset ended up channeled into a burning rage at the people who walked across his final resting place and it took all of my husband’s crazy-wife-management skills to keep me from making an ass of myself. (I have many family members buried there, but my grandpa was special to me.) So I’ve been having talks with myself in preparation, and my husband will probaby be watching me like a hawk.

I don’t even want to think about transitioning from that to a long, holiday weekend in the same day. And the pigroast at camp has a luau theme, so I need to buy both Hawaiian shirts and funeral clothes tonight. How bizarre.

The lists and sub-lists await, so off I go. Feel free to ogle Gallagher some more while I’m busy. :groucho:

6 comments to “My to-do list has a to-do list”

  1. Li'l Sis
      · June 30th, 2009 at 2:00 pm · Link

    I don’t really want to make the transition either, but oh well. I love you.

  2. Shannon
      · June 30th, 2009 at 2:19 pm · Link

    We’ll go to camp and eat too much and get nice and muddy. :hug: Love you, too.

  3. Heather Rae Scott
      · June 30th, 2009 at 4:07 pm · Link

    :hug: Sorry to hear of your Uncle’s passing and the transitions you’ll have to make. I’m winging peace, strength and :baby: to you so that you can get past this difficult time and into the fun stuff at the weekend.

  4. Natalie J. Damschroder
      · June 30th, 2009 at 4:26 pm · Link

    I’m sorry, Shannon, what a shitty time you’re going through. I hope you get through it okay and manage to enjoy yourself this weekend. Good luck.

  5. Shannon
      · July 1st, 2009 at 8:04 am · Link

    Thank you, guys. :hug:

  6. Rhonda
      · July 1st, 2009 at 11:45 pm · Link

    Hugs. :hug: Sorry, Shan.

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