I had an e-mail from my aunt this morning saying that I should definitely not plan on going to California. They've decided that there will be no service for my grandmother (which still isn't, um, quite necessary), and my aunt tells me there is a considerable amount of infighting between she and her siblings, and presumably my sister. She referred to a lot of fighting, so that's who I'm guessing it's between since those are the people down there right now.
I'm honestly very relieved. It definitely wasn't going to be any kind of fun, and I know that my grandmother would feel that this was right for me. She was always tremendously supportive of me, particularly as far as me leaving the Jehovah's Witnesses went, and was horrified by the treatment that the JW part of my family gave me afterwards. I'm not sure how else I can honor her memory.
In other news, Matt and I started tearing down wood panelling from our dining room today. Half our house is done in this godawful stuff, and we've wanted to get started on it for a long time. So we jumped right in. God, what a mess. It's going to be great when it is all done, and based on what we did today I'd say that it will probably be finished around 2008.
I am sensing that Matt's stress levels are getting a little high right now--why do men feel like everything must be grilled at maximum heat?--and I think I'd better go rescue dinner. 'Night, y'all!