And We Will Leave You All the Pennies

Last night after work, my beloved and I took the little angel on a rousing trip to the UPS Store in order to finally, FINALLY get the wills we had drawn up in April 2005 notarized.  I think subconsciously we'd been putting it off, thinking we couldn't possibly die before the wills got signed by someone who would charge us almost $5 a signature.

Fortunately, the man cut us a deal, because there were SIXTEEN signatures required in order for us to leave everything to each other or the little angel.  There were also some other forms in there, forms about which I had forgotten.

Me:  "So, do you realize I'm signing over to you the right to pull the plug on me?"

Notary: (shocked inhalation)

Beloved:  "Yeah.  Will that require power tools?"