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Aug. 29th, 2011 06:48 pmIn the midst of all my refinancing and making money things begin to make sense, I have been bombarded with insurance gubbins. And okay, so I haven't actually made head nor tail of what exactly it is I need with regards PPI or critical illness or blah blah blah just yet.
But what I have realised is that I don't need life insurance.
And that, that has left me maudlin and stuck with thoughts about what happens when I die. Which, y'know, cheerful.
It's not that I'm obsessing on this (although I can see a time years down the line when I do), it's just the realisation that I have no dependents, no one to bury me or sort out my belongings. Someone will just have to come in and just clear it all out. None of it will mean anything to anyone. And nor will I. I'll be that strange cat lady who no-one really knew.
So yes. That's good then.
In other news I really didn't like Doctor Who this week, but am really enjoying Buffy.
But what I have realised is that I don't need life insurance.
And that, that has left me maudlin and stuck with thoughts about what happens when I die. Which, y'know, cheerful.
It's not that I'm obsessing on this (although I can see a time years down the line when I do), it's just the realisation that I have no dependents, no one to bury me or sort out my belongings. Someone will just have to come in and just clear it all out. None of it will mean anything to anyone. And nor will I. I'll be that strange cat lady who no-one really knew.
So yes. That's good then.
In other news I really didn't like Doctor Who this week, but am really enjoying Buffy.
