Tonight's my last night holed up in a hotel far from home. (Well, one that I didn't choose to stay in.)
I'm almost giddy. I get to get back to some semblance of normalcy. I even get two full weeks home with TheDog before I leave her again.
I shouldn't complain. I have had fun excursions here and there during breaks in the "action." And many may be relayed here soon.
In the meantime, just wanted to give the (non) update on the boy situation. I'm right where I was two days ago. And still not sure I'm going to do anything more about it.
After our brief conversation tonight, I'm fairly certain nothing has changed. Not that I really expected anything to. As I commented, I don't think either of us is willing to back down right now.
And I'm not certain how long I can just stare across the OK Corral without either walking away or staying to fight.