JB and I are now on the payment plan for our funerals. For the two of us, burial costs are nearly as much as a new car (which we also need to purchase this summer). We got the bare bones deal (so to speak)—-plain pine box, no frills or extras, the simplest possible version.
Still, it’s expensive to get put into the ground. There are the labor costs for digging the hole and filling it again. The cemetery plots themselves are a purchased piece of property. There’s the casket, the preparation of the body, transporting the remains, and, yes, even a cost for the refrigeration. There are the cost of copies of the death certificates and registration fees for the plots (new state law). We opted out of an obituary in the paper ($400!). It is so wonderful that so many are benefitting so much from our eventual demise.
There were innumerable details to discuss and a pile of papers to sign. It took over two hours to get through it all. And all of it had to be processed through an insurance company because “you’re not allowed to prepay for your own funeral.” Now really, so how is it we are prepaying for our funeral? Oh, right, the insurance company has to make some money too. Silly me.
The woman from the cemetery, who was guiding us through all the paperwork and taking our checks, said, in a rehearsed and polished tone, “I know this must be very emotional for the both of you now, to do this.”
We both simultaneously responded, “No, this is not emotional. We’re fine with all this. What IS distressing is how much this costs.”
So, the installment plan it is… I hope the payments don’t kill us.