Days Where Nothing Goes Right...

Yep, they sure do happen, do they not?? Today was NOT my day. The good thing that happened was that I flew the Seneca without incident. ;)

After dropping Kaylee off, I headed to Kokomo Airport and flew the Seneca to Muncie to get a quote on some possible repairs. I was there for several hours, and in the end what they gave me and said was 1) not completely accurate and 2) not what Steve needed, so that was a waste of an entire morning. Plus I was an hour late for lunch, but Chuck fixed me up a burger and there was still some potatoes left and a bit of dessert, so I was in good shape there. ;)

It was a little gusty today, nothing too bad, certainly not for the Seneca, but it was COLD. So when I landed at Kokomo, I called Kokomo Unicom three times trying to get somebody to come out and tug the plane back into the hangar, because it's no longer in the same hangar as the Baron and Nathan's tug, and the tug we used to use for the Seneca is now set up to only work on a Lance. And you can't push the Seneca back by yourself without any steering. Nobody answers me at Kokomo. So I call on my cellphone twice. Nothing. Nobody answers. So I sit out in the cold and just keep calling. Finally I see a fuel truck headed my way, and the gentleman (nice guy!) asks if I need gas. No, I don't need gas, I reply, but I need a tug back into the hanger. About 10 minutes later he found a tug to try on the Seneca, and it was in. Meanwhile I had walked to Nathan's hanger to pick up the Seneca manuals. When I get back, the Seneca is in the middle of the hangar, not off to a side, but his control over the tug wasn't real good. If anything else needs to come in, they'll just have to push it straight back to get it out of the way. What a PAIN.

I got back to Glenndale, where I proceeded to trip on, step on, push over, knock off, spill, or drop about everything I touched. Steve gave me a simple task of printing out time sheets for the airplanes. Holy Moly, it took me a couple of Hours! I couldn't find them. Then I couldn't open them. Then I couldn't get the program installed. Then I couldn't find the paper puncher. Sheesh... Somebody microwaved two blueberry muffins encased in plastic) until they melted, fried, and smoked badly...leaving the office and everybody's clothing in it smelling like burnt plastic/muffin. It was gross.

Finally when I left Glenndale, my day started turning around. I got Kaylee, came home, and managed not to drop anything else.

From the moment I got up this morning I had trouble. Kaylee has a little elf named "Deena" who came to provide fun and entertainment for her until Christmas is here. She's a trouble-making elf who likes to mess things up and hide. So last night I put Deena on our ceiling fan with some "North Pole Snow" and shut the fan off. In the morning I was going to turn it on when Kaylee was searching for her elf and let her see Deena fly through the air with while "snow" everywhere. (An idea from my friend Kim N.) But Steve had turned on the fan when he got up (tied to a light and I hadn't warned him because he was asleep already when I did it), and the doll was just sitting on the floor having done nothing interesting when Kaylee got up. So even that went bust on me today! :P So tonight I'm going to set up something messy with the doll sitting in the middle of it.

Last night I got Kaylee to bed around 8 pm, did a little work, laid down on the couch, and didn't wake up until 12:30 a.m. Whoops. Because then I couldn't sleep well last night at all. But man I was pooped yesterday evening...obviously!

Kaylee has new Tinkerbell slippers from Grandma and she is wearing them every time she's home. She's also excited because on Monday they get to wear pajamas to school and meet up with Santa, and she's wearing Tinkerbell pajamas and wants to wear her Tinkerbell ballet shoes to go with it...so I'm going to let her. Now she can't wait for school Monday...her last day of school until the New Year!

Tomorrow Steve works all day, and I think Kaylee and I are going to Glenndale too to take some photos of pilot supplies, etc.