Just as predicted - i didn't follow any of my plans that i tentatively made in the last several days.
I did, however, exceed my expectation of good company and two days of laughter and patio wine conversations. Nothing can be better than two best friends in a hotel room in the middle of no man's land, queen size beds, a 34' HD flat screen, two cigars, 4 bottles of wine, room service, and all at 50 bucks a night (we have connections - Thanks Clay).
No life changing events or sudden realizations - there didn't need to be. Even God rested on the 7th day! We both knew once the two days were over we would get serious again, search for our next big thing and put on our big-girl panties.
There was, however, farting in private, showering after 12pm, drinking before 5pm, blonde moments while half asleep, reminiscing of our Inn employment and special moments at the Ranch.
So, it's Monday, and as my Papa always sang: " . . . On the road again . . . On the Road again!"
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