So I'm not a fan of The Donald, nor of the GOP Congress, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy some of the benefits to rich, white guys. I'm not a fan of the Dems much anymore, either, which is why I changed my always DEM voter registration to "No Party." In Florida, that means I can't vote in primaries anymore, but given the absurdity of some of what the Dems have come up with lately, that won't matter much.
Our current embarrassment of a governor barely beat the Dem opponent, Gillum, and would have lost to MY candidate, Gwen Graham. But the Florida Dems decided that Gwen was too centrist, and so put up someone who ended up being our sexually fluid version of Marion Barry. Ah, how things would have been different with Governor Graham. She would have laughed at the witch doctor Ladapo instead of hiring him as state surgeon general, to peddle his anti-vaxx crap.
Anyway, the exemption for estate taxes is at a record high -- far above what Wifey and I have in assets. But who knows if that will last until the Ds have to deal with it. If they lower the exemption to where it was for many years, the Ds would have to pay estate taxes -- a LOT -- instead of enjoying the fruits of multi generational shekels.
So I decided to do some estate planning -- an update from when we last did documents in 2013. The truth is, we set up trusts then, and I never changed account or house ownership to said trusts. And now, several of our friends, who we asked to watch over things, have, well, aged out. So I figure it's time for some new documents.
Last time around, I used a fellow named Dan, who Barry and I met in the gym, and he turned out to be married to a friend from college. Dan is competent, and I referred him Paul and other clients, but over the past years I put in calls to him and his son Josh, who is there with him, and they blew me off. Per FaceBook, Dan is traveling a LOT, which I don't at all begrudge, but I've decided to switch estate lawyers to a fellow named Mark, who used to be married to Eric's long time friend Diane.
I think Eric and Dana inherited Diane in their divorce, as typically happens, but Mark is competent, and now practices with his daughter. I suggested Barry and Donna use him for their happy task, and he was very attentive.
So at 3 today, Wifey and I will Zoom with Mark, and probably have him update our stuff, and hope the documents don't get used for a VERY long time!
That said, planning for the time I won't be here writing crap like this, and Wifey won't be rolling her eyes at my many foibles, is critical to me. I worked too hard for too long to not protect what we can for the Ds, and Little Man, and Baby Man, and hopefully more grandkids, should the Big Man bless us with them.
Yesterday I met Paul at a newly renovated steakhouse, called Hereford. We were there probably 25 years ago -- it's on LeJeune just south of MIA, and we recalled that Charo was there that night with her cowboy husband (really) and sang happy birthday to a fellow at an adjoining table.
Well the place is now upscale, and it was packed. I plan to visit again -- it's MOST convenient to Barry after he leaves JMH, and therefore a good place to meet for dinner.
Yes -- I want to get these after party plans set, and then keep on living. That'd be fine...
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