Happy Saturday!
Well, not really, but
Are we all ready for some math this early in the morning?
Using whole, rounded, not real numbers, nobody wants to do fractions and decimals this early.
Not the real numbers.
My mothers cash would be
My share 99.000
My sister 99,000
NIece 1 33,000
Niece2 33,000
My son 33,000
Totaling 297,000
The stock would divide as
My share 102,000
My sister 102,000
NIece1 34,000
Niece2 34,000
My son 34,000
And yes, the cash and stock are almost equal.
I received a check for 201,000
My son’s check was for 67,000
I assumed that NIecce1 had given up on dividing the stock and, and converted everything to cash.
That was my BIG mistake. Then again, why would I question a check from a law office?
To clarify, the checks are personal checks from the trust account, but they were sent certified mail by the lawyer.
Well, she hadn’t. The stock just hasn’t been distributed yet.
Now comes the problem…
According to NIece1, my son and I are the only ones to have received our checks.
I don’t believe it, because the law firm is in Baltimore, and all of us are in the Baltimore area.
My son and I got our checks on Monday, I do not believe that none of them received their checks by Friday.
And…
The checking account should have had 297,000 in it.
If you deduct my check of 201,000 that would leave 96,000 and my son’s check of 67,000 would have cleared, leaving 29,000.
So, somebody somewhere is lying.
It’s not me, nor my son.
So now we have the math out of the way.
And you can tell me if I have made a mistake somewhere.
Since I have been having trouble finding a lawyer, I called my cousin who handled her brother’s estate.
She said her lawyer was very expensive, and she suggested another firm, and said they are really expensive too. Then she suggested a friend of her cousin on her father’s side, who does nothing but wills, trusts, and estates.
I called him and he said there could be any number of reasons why the check bounced, not to jump to conclusions, and I need to talk to my niece. He also pointed out that writing bad checks is a crime and for a check of this size, it could involve the FBI.
I texted my niece and she texted back WHAT?!
I told her what had happened.
She said the lawyer screwed up again, and that the checks were supposed to be run past her before they were mailed. Basically, she signed the checks, gave them to the lawyer, and they filled them out.
(There is no way in hell I would sign checks and let somebody else fill them out, but I have trust issues. Or so I have been told.)
She said nobody else has gotten their checks, the amounts are wrong, it should have only been the cash portion.
She wanted me to send my check back, not sure how I would do that since it had already been deposited. Or I could write a check and mail it to her.
I said no, I’m not doing that. I am closing on a house on the 31st, and if I send her the money back, there is no guarantee I will have the money in time.
I said I will send back the difference.
She is fine with that, but I don’t know if that will be legal?
I also didn’t want my niece to know my business with buying another house, but I told her anyway.
Unfortunately, the law office was closed yesterday. No idea why, they were just closed.
So, nothing can be resolved until Monday anyway.
I am still mad, wiped out tired, and fed up with incompetency and bullshit.
Thursday night I woke up at 130 and checked my phone to see if my son left an update on when he expected to get off irk. That is when I saw the bounced check message on my phone and I never got back to sleep after that.
I should have waited before putting in the contract on the house, but even without that, I am just plain fed up with the lies, bullshit, delays, fuckups, and everything else.
My niece never should have been the trustee. At the time my mother made her the trustee, she was the best choice. However, she had a psychotic break or something a while back, and even though she is ‘better’, she is not herself.
If my sister had not stolen the ring, I wouldn’t be so suspicious of everything.
Then the wrong paper work just added to my distrust of everything.
My niece blames the lawyer, but this guy has been in practice for quite a while, has great reviews, and he is not old enough to be senile or demented. My mother’s estate is not that complex, and the only things in it are the house, the TD Ameritrade account, and her personal checking account. All her other accounts had beneficiaries listed and were not included. Very simple, 3rd to me, 3rd to my sister, 3rd split between the grandchildren.
There is simply NO reason for all this bullshit.
Also, I do have the page up on my computer for reporting a lawyer to the bar.
I’ll wait until everything is settled.
And, my sister has her hands in this, and she is very sneaky, conniving, and manipulative. Before my niece’s ‘break’, I would have trusted her to see through her mother’s bullshit. Not anymore.
My nieces are coming up here tomorrow, they asked to come. I said okay, even though I wonder why they want to come. They say they have our Christmas gifts and NIece2 found some stuff at my mother’s house that is mine. They wanted to come today and I said that’s not good.
We will talk, and I am going to pull out all the figures and we can go over them. Then maybe go to the nice Mexican place for lunch.
Today we will be cleaning the house. It needs it and it was on the agenda for this weekend anyway. I told my son, no more bullshit out of him. I want the house cleaned NOW. He keeps telling me not to waste money on a house cleaner and he will do it, and he hasn’t. He stayed up all night last night, and went to bed this morning, leaving all the mess to me.
It’s okay, maybe taking a break from all the numbers will do me good.
Anyway, that is that update.
Keep the popcorn coming I guess, because it is going to be a while.
It was 4 and all of a sudden, I was wide awake, so I read for a while, then got up to tend the critters and shove some breakfast in my face. It’s a glorious 61° this morning! Once it’s light enough, I’ll get out there and mow the ditches. I can handle the riding mowage when it’s hot, but not the push part.
Waking up is
IIRC, when I was a middle-schooler every grownup was simply “old” – I had only a tenuous grasp on adult ages, and so 35, 45, 55, and 65 weren’t much different to me. Even if I knew someone was retired, I wouldn’t have understood that meant they were likely at least 65; and, if I thought/knew my parents were in their 30s, there’s a fair chance I also would have guessed “35”!