There's a reunion of Internet friends, some of whom I've chatted with since 1998, being held in Dallas in April. They've been having these gatherings for at least eight years; I've attended three of them, I believe.
This year will be the last one ever, which makes me think I should go; I'll never see any of these old buddies again if I don't.
I can get a round trip ticket for $124, so the price isn't that high. Although when you add the cost of a hotel room for two or three nights, it gets fairly pricey. We have the money, no problems there. But perhaps it would be better put to use doing something Cliff could enjoy with me.
Most of the people going to the reunion will arrive on Thursday before noon and leave, I suppose, some time Sunday afternoon.
I don't want to spend that much time away from Cliff, making him babysit my wacko dog. So if I went, I'd want to go on Friday.
This means the lady in charge of this undertaking, Frankye, would have to leave everyone else and make a special trip to DFW airport to pick me up, unless I figure out how to avail myself of the shuttle to the hotel. I believe the shuttle is $20 one way, so it isn't prohibitively expensive.
And there's the fact that I just blew a bundle going to visit my sister. How selfish is it of me to go flying around the country, leaving Cliff to fend for himself? By the way, he has absolutely NO desire to go along.
So you, my readers, can help me make up my mind.
As a bonus, you have the option of voting for me to shoot myself. Jerry, here's your chance!