![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I was mistaken about our needing a probate hearing. Said Good Sister to me during one of her occasional venting sessions about handling Mom's affairs, there need be no hearing. It's just the start of the probate process that happens. As of Thursday she was awaiting a certified copy of the document that says she's executor, which is apparently necessary for some... things that I don't remember.
This is good news because court dates aren't easy to come by for any reason. And it's also unsurprising: sheesh, Mom wasn't some kind of capitalist baroness. As far as I know, i.e. as far as I can remember from the document GS wrote, all of Mom's remaining assets are her house — which Niece E has been taking care of, thank goodness — and its contents. And thank goodness E isn't the party girl her mother was at (slightly less than?) her age, because that's a lot of space for a party.
This is good news because court dates aren't easy to come by for any reason. And it's also unsurprising: sheesh, Mom wasn't some kind of capitalist baroness. As far as I know, i.e. as far as I can remember from the document GS wrote, all of Mom's remaining assets are her house — which Niece E has been taking care of, thank goodness — and its contents. And thank goodness E isn't the party girl her mother was at (slightly less than?) her age, because that's a lot of space for a party.
