But here are the books I am actually reading now.
I do not want to read these books. But it looks like I have to, as part of growing up.
I’m not preparing to be a caregiver for my parents. Long ago they made their move to the Old Folks Home. They have given their three children many gifts, and this gift of arranging for adequate care in their old age is perhaps the biggest gift of all.
Instead I am reading in preparation for taking over my aunt’s financial affairs. For some reason the extended family thinks I am a wizard at handling bank accounts, bills, and the like. While it is true that I never met a spreadsheet I didn’t like, I think this is an unfair characterization. In our family, my husband and I split the duties – I usually spend the money, and he usually makes the income and pays the bills.
Based on my reading of about 35 pages so far, here is my conclusion: Getting old? Get a lawyer. Practically every other sentence says, “Consult an attorney.” This is for people who haven’t committed a crime. It seems it is impossible to age properly without legal action. And I thought aging was just going to be about fending off hot flashes.
Don’t get me wrong. I am glad we have lawyers to protect us from people with Nefarious Purposes. I just think that it would be simpler if we lived in the world of “The Invention of Lying” movie, where it was simply impossible to tell a lie, unless you are Ricky Gervais. I could just call up the bank and say, “My aunt trusts me completely to handle all of her finances.” And the bank would say okay, and that would be that.
But as it turns out, there is not yet a New Heaven and a New Earth, God’s justice does not yet roll down like rivers, and the world is not like that. So, for the Common Household Mom, it’s Welcome to the Grownup World. I wish it was just a visit, but I think I’ll be staying here for a while.