I dreamt and then had a continuing daydream when I got out of bed... that Rob had an aneurism, and I had to prepare for his funeral, etc, etc. I was supposed to be to church early today and couldn't function for the heaviness and insistence that I get ready for this. Two portraits I need to get done: one of goofy Rob, one of him with the kids. I need to have a list of his online passwords for banking and bills. I need to finish the house projects so we can be prepared for whatever, whenever this happens.
I doubt he's going to die tomorrow, but... I need to be prepared, I guess.