Well, today was the funeral. I went, of course. It was nice…funny, but solemn. I think Matt would have liked it, if that makes any sense. There were stories of his life, which was better than hearing about how he died. It made me miss how I had missed out on some of the stuff when I dropped out. I mean, hearing about how he “accidentally” dropped his pants in the hall at school was funny, but how would it have been if I had actually been there? I’m sure I would have laughed, but it just would have felt different.
I couldn’t stay for the burial, or to talk to my friends. I had to run errands. We had to go by another church and drop off our Angel Food money. Then, we had to go by the courthouse to see how to qualify to not pay property taxes because of my disability (since I own the house). After that, we went up to A&M to try to straighten out things so I could go to UAH. We couldn’t get it straightened out, so I may have to go back to A&M for school in order to pay off enough through financial aid so that I can go to UAH eventually.