My sister's neighbour died, and I am hearing amazing stories about what a control freak this woman was.
She had cancer since last winter, so she knew she was going to die. So she wrote her own obituary, and she planned out her funeral service, picked the music, etc. Not so unusual. These people had a place in Florida, so she told her husband he is to go to Florida, as per usual, over the winter. But this next part is what killed me. She told her husband he is to get a dog after she dies. Then she told him what breed of dog to buy and what to name the dog. WTF?
My sis says that man is going to be lost without his wife. No wonder. He'd been married to a drill sergeant for 50 years.