1:08am and I am off to an airport. I missed this for the last few weeks as strange as that sounds. The rush of getting up and having something concrete to accomplish.
Good day yesterday. This was a good group. They knew what they were doing, they had good questions, and they paid attention. I liked them. I would happily teach them again.
Got back to the hotel around 5:15, packed, ate, went to bed around 7:30. Not much else to say. Back home, B's grandfather is going in for emergency heart sugery today. He had an appointment yesterday and they decided to replace one of his stints like NOW. So she is of course stressed to the edge of it. AND our friend in Australia has finally been hit by the fires. Her family lost a lot of land, animals, and a storage facility on their farm yesterday. The house was spared but they lost years of stuff that had been in the storage shed. Sucks. They are devestated to say the least. I wish we could help somehow but it's not realistic.
On my layover today I am going to be trying to buy Pearl Jam tickets. Wish me luck.
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