Three years, two months and 27 days
Posted on March 20, 2008 at 9:15 pm, with Comments OffCategory: General
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It’s been just shy of three years and three months since my grandmother’s death, yet my grandfather still receives junk mail, healthy insurance and high risk life insurance offers by the mailbox full. Every. Single. Week. I don’t get it — isn’t there some sort of “hi, we’re the poor saps you’re going to send crap to” database that is updated when notifications are sent of a death? I wish there was, because it sucks seeing her name all over these offers, and knowing she’s not here to laugh and/or roll her eyes and throw the stuff in the trash. 
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Hello! My name is Jenn, and I'm a 26 year old married and babied chick. In addition to a husband, a five year old daughter, and a four year old autistic son, I also have four cats, three hermit crabs, two frogs, a few fish, and one snorty little Pug. I work from home doing a variety of writing and even some web design. I love blogging, digital photography and web design.
