Today was one of those days, it was a fine day, but I was...bored. I stayed up too late last night, woke up and got up before I should have, was tired and had a low grade headache most of the day, and it's one of those days where you're bored, but nothing sounds good to do. You're hungry, but nothing sounds good to eat. You're tired, but can't really go to sleep because you've been lying around. I don't have a book to read or I'd be reading it. I don't want to do actual work on the computer-can't concentrate. Don't even feel like going flying, which is good because the weather was yucky most of the day...IFR in the morning, storms in the evening. There isn't even anything good on TV. Racing, golf, basketball. Urgh.
Oh, there was one story from a recent trip I took. I went in the Saratoga with five other guys, and when we landed, they all left to go do their thing, and I stayed behind at the airport. The man behind the counter commented on how it wasn't very polite of all the men to leave me, the lady, behind. I said it was fine, and he then asked me if I'd been in a small plane like that very often. I smiled and said yes, and he said "So does it make you nervous? Flying in small planes?" I answered with a "No, not really." He made some other comment and finally I said "I'm the pilot, waiting on the passengers who are here to do some business." He wasn't quite sure what to say, but he recovered nicely and started asking questions about the trip down. :)
Well, I need to go find something to eat. Time to stare into the closet/fridge/freezer again and hope I come up with different results...
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