And TT20 keeps chugging along... spent most of the day in Waterdown, in a meeting to discuss the new Registration and Programming software. We have an Exec meeting tomorrow night, then a Gaylaxicon concom meeting Saturday and a TT concom meeting Sunday, for which everyone better be on their best behaviour. *glares*
I think I'm more tired than normal for 1:15 in the morning because I ate a lot more than usual today, and it wasn't the healthiest food around.
rockgoddes and I stopped at Wendy's before getting to the meeting, and I grabbed a burger and fries. They were easily the WORST burger and fries I've ever had at a Wendy's - the burger was insubstantial, and the fries tasted like cardboard. There was a guy working behind the counter - I think he was a manager, as he was dressed differently than the others and was wearing a headset - and
rockgoddes smacked me for checking him out. When I told
dx4, he said, "oh, the guy with the soul patch? He reminds me of Fab Filippo." No wonder I thought he was cute. When I recounted this conversation to
rockgoddes, even she started making incoherent drooling noises. *grin*
After we'd been in the meeting for a couple of hours, it was decided that dinner was in order, so
dx4 went out and got pizza for everyone. I feel bloated.
But overall, the meeting was productive - we saw how the software will work and discussed some issues regarding how the Registration desk will be set up as a result. It looks good.
In other news... I talked to my mother on Friday. It looks like we'll be getting things wrapped up this week, though she wouldn't to give me my grandmother's social insurance number so that I could call Compushare and find out how many shares are really in the account - she said she'd do it herself tomorrow. Damn her and her control issues. In any case, she also said she'd make an appointment with the lawyer for later in the week so that we can get it all wrapped up.
*fingers crossed*
In an act of unmitigated gall, however, she seems to think that if the value of the shares exceeds a certain amount, I should agree to let her have the excess. HAH! In her second act of unmitigated gall, she pointed out that the executors are entitled to receive a fee for administering the will, and as things stand, she's not getting any cash. I pointed out that she has behaved throughout this in a way to prevent me from doing practically anything beyond signing cheques, and if she wants me to even consider the possibility (as if getting the condo wasn't enough), she had to give me my grandmother's social insurance number so that I could continue to try to get information out of Compushare. To which she responded, "it's not that I don't trust you..." Again, I say: HAH!
If this isn't wrapped up, I'm not signing anything relating to the condo. I've already made enough concessions to try to get this finished. It's been 15 months, after all; there's no reason why this couldn't have been finished a year ago.