Emotionally Draining Week

On Monday, my Dad, brother and sister met with the funeral home to prearrange my parents' funeral. Initially, we were planning to buy a funeral insurance plan, but on Tuesday my dad decided that he wanted to pay for the services when they were needed. So I had to call the funeral home associate and tell her. When we got back to my parents' home after the meeting, I discovered that the phone at their house had no dial time. I had to make several calls to the repair line to arrange for a tech to come out. My dad and I went to the service access box and determined that the problem was outside the home. Turned out that the wire from the pole was bad. I also went shopping for caffeine free pepsi, several lactose free ice cream brands, milk free pudding and the ingredients for a pizza--sausage, ham and dairy free cheese. Dad is lactose intolerant and does not make the enzymes to digest meat. My mother's aide and I took my mother for a manicure and to get her toe nails trimmed. I just got home when my friend called and asked me if I would be available to take her to the eye center to pick up her reading glasses, and then go to McDonalds's and the grocery store sometime in April. Please. My sister said that as executor of my parents' will, I have all the power. If she would like the responsibility that goes with the power, she can jump right in.