Now that I have complied with all the newest federal regulations endlessly designed for my financial safety, I need a new will. Not that I don’t love my friend Bee as my executor, but she is in LA, and G is here and I’m married to him. It’s an out with the old sort of thing.
My money man came by yesterday afternoon, and I am now clearly aware of the latest in Federal regulations and have redesigned things as simply as possible. One account, which I signed on to when I was young and didn’t understand what I was doing, is now designated to be divided 50/50 with the kids. Another, to G. So simple.
If I wish, I can also move one larger account to a new class of annuity where I will get a reduced income to live on, but it I use it all they will still have to keep on paying. Both G and I like the idea, but there seems something fishy about it. I’m only living on a grand a month now and don’t want to reduce it further. Not right now…but thanks.
So we moved on into our afternoons. He went back to working with wrecks, and I made a pretty good pot of chili. Sometimes, simple one pot meals do suit all.
- Keeping those on the east coast in my thoughts.