It has been 7 months. Getting out of bed has gotten easier, but other things have not. There are many “administrative” items that I haven’t been able to face yet. Luckily for me, many of them can be put off for a long time before they HAVE to be addressed.
Today I started wading through the credit cards. Over the years, most of the credit cards ended up in his name, with me as a secondary card member. It was never intentional, he just paid more attention to the various cards, the deals and rewards they offered, and got the best cards for our needs. That worked when he was alive, but now I need to have the financial details under my control and in my name. It sounds easy, but financial institutions are loathe to change anything, and when they do it is a long and slow and 1970’s-style process.
After 2 calls, 4 customer service representatives, multiple iterations of disclosures and identity verification, I have taken over ONE ACCOUNT. And I am relieved, and deeply saddened by it. Each time I have to do something like this (credit cards, online accounts, etc.) It feels like I am erasing him, little by little. It is a horrible feeling.
