Spooky post for a spooky week...

 Goodness, this week.

I'm going to dive right in.  On Monday, my sister called me at work right as I stepped away from my desk.  I got about halfway through her voicemail and had to step away again.  Our brother had been "found down" after maybe a couple of days - we don't really know an exact time of death.

He was 62.  

Kurt

My brother and I were not close, to say the least.  There were no big fireworks, just a disconnect that expanded as the years went by.  Even so, it hit me hard.  And maybe in part because of how hard it hit my sister.  Our little group is down to two now. Notifying our half-siblings was not fun.

Kurt

I told her I would help spread the word to extended family, and lo and behold, discovered that my youngest half-brother, Marlin,  had died in his sleep on Tuesday. The day after Kurt was found. He was 53.

Marlin

That's a very unsettling coincidence. What are the odds that you would lose two brothers to natural causes, states apart, within a day or two of each other? And since he was the true baby of all of my siblings, full and otherwise, it felt weird.  None of us are really close, but still...

Marlin

This week has kind of thrown me for a loop!

However, other things did happen:

*I shopped for groceries, cooked at home, cleaned my carpets and did some chores and putseying

*I had lunch with Scout, who is turning 31 on Halloween

*I paid my car tags and ran some errands

*I started a collage project using my kids' school art

And life goes on, spooky or not. 

Gina