taking care of business
This week, after the holiday, Nesicha will finally get vaccinated, on Thursday I get more dental work done, and on Friday I see the gastroenterologist to try to figure out what is wrong with me (something definitely is). I’ve also finally gotten a meeting set up with my life insurance folks. Right now I’ve got pretty minimal life insurance (50Kish) and have raised and lowered it a couple of times over the last 8 years (up and then down pre and then post miscarriages). I plan to up the insurance to 250k, the max I think I can afford, to cover the care of the 32 cats (mine and my mother’s) for up to 12 years in the event that I get hit by a bus in like two weeks plus one day (heh) and enough for a trust fund for my niece so that she will have a decent start in life (in 18 years with probable inflation, it will be little enough), 50k for my bro (especially if put toward the ivf costs of a second baby — and baby niecelet will need to share her trust with any siblings that come along), 50k to help my Ema cover medical costs and that will devolve into the trust fund for the niecelet if I, as expected, outlive her, and 8k to cover all possible costs of shipping my body back here for burial should I croak off while abroad. Essentially, I want to insure that I am worth a lot more dead than alive. When I die, the legacy of my insurance will be the only thing of value I leave behind and the only mark and worth of my existence. When taken out of the evolutionary pattern, there is damn little worth to your life unless you are someone like Einstein or Jonas Salk (and they both managed to remain in the evolutionary loop). At least I’ll be able to leave the value of small suburban home.