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Stress

The pressure of perfection is laced in every detail of the funeral. No stress there, right? Well, maybe at first. Like the first time you go the wrong way with the funeral procession. The first time you make a mistake on a death certificate. The first (and only) time you actually offer coffee during the arrangement by saying it’s to die for. Yes, those first few years you may develop hives and a nail biting habit. You may even lose sleep wondering if you ordered the casket already and whose house the limo is supposed to show up at. Eventually you will step back from the ledge and learn it’s all about attitude, balance, and meticulously writing to-do lists. A prescription of Valium is not a bad idea either.

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