I called for an eye appointment, realizing I'm on my 2nd month on the same pair of contacts. I hadn't realized so much time had gone by, but it's time for new ones and I don't have new ones, because I don't think the doc did a good job with it last time, and I don't want to go back to him because of his attitude towards me last time. So I'm on to a new place, but they didn't have any openings until the end of April. So I'll be wearing an old pair of contacts for a month first, as in an old prescription, not these same old ones that are too old to keep wearing.
The owner of the Bo sent in his payment last night, with a note something along the lines of "For her valor in going above and beyond to try to get Alfred (the plane) home, many thanks". It wasn't worth the money, but it made me smile anyway. I do hope he gets it the rest of the way home and is able to check out in and fly it safely.
Normal duties of life today, nothing exciting.
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