Yes, That’s the Name of the Planner — and I’m in Love.
You know those things you buy as a joke but then realize… oh no, this is actually useful?
That’s this planner.
It’s called “Sorry, It’s Your Problem Now: Because I’m Dead” — and it’s exactly what it sounds like. A place to write down the important stuff so your loved ones don’t have to dig through junk drawers or text six exes to figure out your Netflix password.
But here’s what I didn’t expect:
Filling it out actually made me feel lighter.
It’s funny, yes. But also freeing.
Because end-of-life planning doesn’t have to be morbid — it can be an act of love. And honestly, of control.
(I’m not letting my kids play “guess what Mom wanted.” Nope. Not today.)
Pair this with a little Swedish Death Cleaning, and you’ve got yourself a midlife clarity cocktail: one part planning, one part purging, and one part peace of mind.
I highly recommend it — if not for you, then for the poor soul who’ll be stuck sorting through your spice cabinet when you’re gone.
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First page: Toss the journals. Trust me.