Funerals

My uncle died late last week. The family is holding services for him Monday. I feel guilty that I'm not profoundly moved or affected by the sudden passing of a family member. Truth be told, if it weren't for my Mother and Grandmother, I wouldn't even attend. It's selfish, and I shouldn't even utter the words, but Mondays are the only day of the week when I don't have to do anything at all. No school, no work...no responsibility in general...and secretly I'm pissed that someone had the "nerve" to intrude on that sacred day. Don't get me wrong, I'm not proud that I'm thinking that way, but that's the way I'm thinking. I should be shot, only I don't want to fuck up anyone else's Monday.