I live a charmed life

Nothing much has ever gone wrong.
Sure, floods, famine and divorce.
Infidelity, abortion and a propensity for falling over in a most spectacular fashion.
Throw in a few household moves, requisite crazy relos, and a lack of fondness for exercise.
But that's as bad as it gets really.

I know I'm pretty lucky.
Especially as there's been not many deaths.

A grandparent when I was a child.
A schoolyard crush
An old boss
A partners grandparent
2 workmates
An email friend
Another partners grandparent
A friend of a friend

And now tomorrow.

I'm going to my first funeral tomorrow.
Fancy getting to 30 without a funeral.
Going to one, I mean.
*sighs*

Anyway. I'm kinda weirded out.
It could be because it's new and different and I don't know what's going to happen.
It could be the 'meet the extended family thing'.
It could be that the fat free gingerbread bikkies I made for the wake have turned out like the love child of a cardboard mother and a sandstone father. Or 2nd mother. Or.

Oh whatever.
I'm going to bed now.