More Death, Drama, and (Hopefully!) Goodbye.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I’d attend 3 funerals within 3 months.

If I was one to believe in just one God, it would be safe to say that Gabriel has been quite the busy boy, delivering a lot of messages from God. Death is all around us. Just in the last week alone, two co-workers both lost a parent.

Just this past weekend, my Wenchy lost her grandfather. This is the 3rd death of a family member for her in the past 3 years. First it was her step-father, then her uncle (both who were taken still too early), and now her grandfather.

Unfortunately, for my Wenchy and her mother, now is when the family will completely fall apart. Now queue all of the drama.

Her grandfather’s body wasn’t even cold yet when her aunt had a list of all of the stuff that her father owed her.

Owed her?? Wasn’t giving her life good enough??

It amazes me how death makes some people act. Already Wenchy and her mom are dealing with the family wanting this and wanting that.

“Dad said I was also to be added as executor to his estate”

“Grandpa said I could have the bookcases on either side of the fireplace.”

Hmmm, aren’t those built-in bookcases? Why yes they are. So you want to tear down the bookcases so you can have the wood?? Okay, makes no sense. You’d think that a built-in anything would just be part of the house to sell. Silly me, what was I thinking.

Yeah, so Wenchy and her mother are being driven crazy by their family demanding all these things that they want, or as in her aunt’s case ‘what she is owed’. I just keep thanking our lucky stars that my mom and I have not had to deal with any of this kind of drama.

So not only has my Wenchy been dealing with the death of her grandfather, she has also been trying to deal with Slater. Since I met him, all I kept hearing her say about him was how it just wasn’t working out. She tried talking to him about what bothered her, but you and I both know that you can’t change a person. It just wasn’t working. Now it is just a test of time to see how long it would take her to break it off with him, before it gets too serious and she ends up “Breaking his heart.”

Who by the way, yeah, I don’t like. I only met him the one night that we all went out to the bar, but it was enough for me to see that this guy just wasn’t for her.

I was our driver for the night, and that night when I was dropping him off at his house I guess he expected us to come into the house. Hell, it was late, Wenchy was drunk off her ass and I was tired. I think I am going to pass. I even told him, “What for?”, when he asked if we were going to come into the house.

We don’t even three blocks from his house, he calls Wenchy. I don’t know what he was saying to her, but I could definitely hear Wenchy telling him no to something over and over again. He continues to talk to Wenchy on the phone all the way to Wenchy’s house. She finally hangs up with him as I am parking the car.

Five minutes later he is calling her, again. She answers it, talks to him a little bit more then tells him that she needs to go because she is drunk and doesn’t feel too good, which she explains to him over and over again.

Wenchy finally passes out, and not even 10 minutes passes, he is calling her, yet again. Now com’mon dude! Why in the hell do you keep fucking calling? She is at home, she is safe in her own bed, and I am there to make sure she is fine. What the hell? I would like to get to sleep too, you know!

The next day he calls (surprise!) and wants to take us out to breakfast. Wenchy keeps telling him over, and over, and over that she doesn’t feel good and no, she doesn’t want to go out to eat, and no she doesn’t want any company. This guy just won’t quit. He continues to tell Wenchy that he is on his way to her house and that he is almost there. She tells him that he better not be on his way. Then he tells her that he is pulling into the drive way. Again she tells him that he better not be pulling into the drive way. Finally she gets him off the phone.

He must have called her about 10 times that day. It was annoying the crap out of her. Hell, I know it would have pissed me off to no end and I would have already told him to just kiss my ass and leave me the fuck alone.

Tonight I was talking to Wenchy and she tells me that she thinks that Slater has finally taken it upon himself to end it. We can only hope! She has been annoyed with him when he showed up at her house unannounced, after she had told him that she just wanted to be alone. I know that he probably meant well, one does want to express our sympathy when a family member passes away. But when someone tells you that they want to be left alone, I’d respect their wish and leave them be. Especially if I had been told over and over again that I’m smothering and going over kill on the phone calls and such.

I guess time will tell if this is in fact, “Goodbye”.