The attic looks amazing compared to what it was before. I worked in the back bedroom sifting through boxes of papers–shocking what all he hoarded up there. I swear he must’ve brought home boxes of old bills and things from his Mom’s house, I keep finding more.

I called the deputy coroner (who was the investigator we met in the room when Jay died) to ask him WTF was with all the things the insurance company needed to have sent to them along with the filled out forms. He told me to send what I had and put his name and number down as who they should contact. They were asking for things they didn’t need and he was shocked they’d asked for a second death certificate.

I was too tired to cook so I had a macaroni salad for my dinner.

I need cake.

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