For instance, on my walk home yesterday I found myself musing on the notion that we should probably plan our funerals together some time. Well, it seems like a natural progression from planning the wedding (if you’re in my warped little head).
But really, think about it. A funeral is really all about comforting those left behind, giving them closure and a chance to celebrate the life that’s come to an end. But people always want to organize the funeral based on “what she would have wanted.” So it only makes sense to leave some guidelines, to ensure that it does turn out to be what you would have wanted (not that you’ll give a rat’s ass at the time, I imagine) and, more importantly, to help the people organizing it so they don’t have so much to do and aren’t left making all the hard decisions on their own. And they can be happy knowing that it is, in fact, what you wanted. (Or at least, what you professed to want back whenever you did all the planning.)
And it’s definitely the sort of thing best planned when in the whole of one’s health and the prime of life, so that it doesn’t seem morbid and is just a good chance to plan a party/mass/mausoleum/whatever you’re having yourself.