In communicado

So Bill left the Grand Valley Saturday.

He'll be back but not for another week and a half.

This will be the longest he's ever been away. So far I'm doing OK. I'm sure that will change and will make perfect blog fodder in the next week.

Where is Bill?

I'm not entirely certain.

He's in the state of California within a couple hours of my parent's house on a Paiute indian reservation doing some consulting work for a manufacturing company there.

He called me after he arrived. He didn't call on his cell phone because nowhere in the entire town do they get cell phone reception. He didn't call from his room at the only lodging place in town (which happens to a bed and breakfast that had its own hot springs - poor baby) because none of the rooms have phones.

He called from the office of the B&B.

It's going to be a lonely two weeks ... for both of us.

Bill called during his lunch hour of his first day and things were going well enough so far. Which is good and bad.

The length of the trip will be two weeks regardless, but he'll only work as long as he's making progress or until he finished. So he could be done in a day or two — at which point he'd spend the remainder of his time with my parents.

It's going to be interesting to see how it all goes.