My brother doesn’t want any of mom’s stuff, sister can’t really take any, extended family will be over Friday to “pick” through her things…. Originally my sister wanted to donate it all, mom would hate that so I’m going to have a garage sale which I’ll hate but mom will love. Almost all day yesterday my sister talked about my husband and what a piece he is…. I’m fucked up, beyond messed up. I’m drowning in sorrow for my mom and my old life. I don’t know what to do or where to turn. Dropped off all my mom’s clothes at Idaho Youth Ranch… she’d be mad. Had dinner with brother and sister tonight. When I first got to the house they fixed me a drink (not my kinda thing but we toasted mom) then everyone cried periodically…. Tomorrow we meet with mom’s stock guy, then in the afternoon, everyone (mom’s twin and her husband, their two children, my Boise sister and her kids and grandkids, my sister and her two kids and her grandson and my kids and I) will meet up and visit and have dinner. Karl’s parents will be here as well but they are not coming to dinner, and Karl isn’t sure what he’s going to do yet…. I’m exhausted, then the memorial, the reception after… everyone will go home and …then I’ll price all my mom’s remaining stuff and have a garage sale and then… the … end.