Gone Home

Well that threw me for a fucking loop, now, didn't it? Good jesus, but I'm glad that visit is over.

In the end, of course, it went fine.

Awkward, yes.

He's had the same girlfriend for years now. At least we think. We don't know, because he hides the pictures of her when we come over, and refers to her as his associate. As in, "Nifty camera, eh? It was a birthday present from my, ah, associate in Bancroft." He's exhorted us to not tell our mother about her, and it's been quite easy to comply, because what would we tell her? "Oh, just so you know, Dad has associations with someone in a small almost northern town. No idea. Nope, dunno. Couldn't tell you. Maybe blond?"

Anyroad.

I'm glad it's done. And realistically, I'm not likely to have to worry about another one for at least another 5 or 6 years.