Forget the whole shebang about seeing a man about a horse. You need to saddle up and go see a woman about a will. Do you have a will? You know, that legal document that bequeaths all your assets when you die. That thing you should have done, signed, copied, and put in the safe deposit box nine years ago. No will yet? Really? So much for the whole sound mind bit.
Let me drag out my soapbox for a moment. Pardon me while I slip off these heels so I can climb up.