Damn it. I psyched myself up. I went over in my head a million times the pros and cons. I was all prepared to do it, to deal with the ick factor, and to just get it all over with. I even ran through some fights with Mary in my head, just to prepare myself should it come to that.

Now it looks like we can't afford to fly me to Pittsburgh. Which means one of a few possibilities. Either he goes alone, and his parents get the satisfaction of knowing that their son comes when he's called (even though I know it's because he wants to see them, and his sister), neither of us go (he doesn't get to see his sister), or we go further into debt so that he can see his family and I can prove a point.

I liked it better when I planned it out before looking into plane fares.