The alarm at 6 am was not welcomed. But I got up and moving, loaded up four guys, a bunch of bags, and a metal part (it's a good thing we were not in Gumby after all...they had some big baggage), and took the Cheyenne to N. Carolina. There was a line of storms in between us, but it was thin and not that high, and I was over the top of it at 27,000'. I was only on the ground a little while, waiting for them to bring back another metal part for me to fly home, and then I was home by 11:30 am. I was all used up by then, so I came straight home and crawled into bed until sometime after 1 pm. That gave me the break I needed. I left around 3 and grabbed a cheeseburger for lunch--and that's how I know when I'm actually sick, because I had to force myself to eat that burger. I was *not* hungry and it tasted bad. Next up I had two students in a row. I made it through them, and they both had a bit of a breakthrough on what they were doing, so it was a worthwhile day for them.
A quick run to the store, and home to rest up a little before tomorrow.
Tonight Kaylee's Encore audition dance was shown to everyone, and they have the next week or so to learn and memorize it and then perform it for auditions. She says it's not hard, just fast, and that she wishes it was harder so more people would have trouble with it so she could stand out better for being good at the choreography. She just went to her room and I'll bet you $50 she's in there practicing it already again.
Our big hangar door broke a hinge. So all the (airworthy) planes except the Cheyenne are out of it for now. Hopefully a fellow can come re-weld that hinge soon, before the 340 is supposed to be back. The Cheyenne tug threw a belt too, fortunately after I had it out for the flight this morning. All sorts of things kept going wrong today. Steve had a rough day, and my day wasn't rough as much as I just didn't feel good and had a lot to do. But back on the positives, at least I felt good *enough*. I could get the job done and wasn't bound helpless to the couch. Now. Tomorrow morning I need to feel good enough too. The T-6 requires more concentration than the Cheyenne at moments, believe it or not. The autopilot is a handy feature when you don't feel like having to work too hard. ;)
FL270 and all is well.
I like being paid for listening to music in an empty plane on the way home.
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