In theory, we’re getting stormed on by the thing in the Gulf. In practice, yesterday was nice and sunny all day, and HOT reaching 109F in the sun by my roof. I guess if there is weather in NOLA, my flight to the Tampa area will either go through it or around it. It makes more sense to go south of it, but then your plane needs to be rated for ‘over water’. What to do, what to do.
Spent yesterday tying up some loose ends around the house and around town.
Today we’re flying, after dropping the dog (and hamster) off with friends, the fish having become an ex-fish just a few weeks ago. This will be my first flight post-wuflu lockdown and frankly I’m not looking forward to it. I no longer like to fly anyway, but the additional nonsense is just that much more to hate.
I told the kids we will be practicing grace and flexibility on the trip, and I’ll have to remind myself.
Still lots to do before I’m ready to leave, so I better get busy.
I’m hoping, as I always do, the world holds together until I’m back home.
So I can get back to stacking.