The trip that keeps on going....

As I was on a flight last night from Atlanta to Fort Myers, the guy sitting next to me asked, "Are you going home? or away from home?"
Hmmmm.
Good question, my not-so-much-Friend. Technically, my husband and child are in Atlanta. However, my work is still in Florida.
I played the 'vague' card and answered with "I don't know."
He didn't ask any more questions. And, quite frankly, I was okay with that.