stop this train

Funny how much I've been thinking about ending things lately. Quit facebook, quit email, quit phone calls, quit homework, and quit this blog. I'm giggling to myself even thinking about it. Like, get OVER yourself, kim. it's been one of those kind of days....well, okay, weeks...nah, several weeks around here. first the tree. then swine. and then the check. the check actually pushed this girl right over the edge. you see, our lovely economy has caused much harm to mom's trust. so much so that brad's, my little brother and overseer of her trust, gray hairs have probably tripled in the last few years. stinks...., not the gray by the way...he looks amazing gray & blonde. so, the four of us decided to make an investment decision. we bought a house. for those of you who are not family but know me well...sit down. we bought a house for dad. it was the right thing to do. it is absolutely what mom would want and i know you're proud. so, the remaining monies (minus a little to stay in the account) were divided by four....and hence, the check. that check bears her name and for some odd reason i don't ever want that to go away. there is just something about that account staying with us...i know she is gone...but it was so much "her baby" and it being open ("alive") just feels better. by the response i got from my poor little brother (who has had to put up with PMS-ing sisters all his life) on the phone, and mike, this must be a "girl thing!"....and you know, we need a whole LOT of girl things around here. so, the tears, sobbing, mood swings, screaming, pouting, complaining/whining...all that....it's all good. i'm just trying to keep this pfaff pond BALANCED.