I’m in my last week at work before the holidays and it has suddenly
occurred to me: this will be the first Christmas in two years where I won’t
have that little guilty pang in the back of my mind that what I really should
be doing is studying for my PPL stuff.
I’ve not got the written exam to worry about and I don’t have any
lessons to schedule, thus meaning I don’t have to worry about my alcohol intake
and the 8 hour rule.
I won’t be stalking the weather like a crazy lady hoping to squeeze
one last flight in before the snow storm hits or have to monitor the METARS
looking for a break in the clouds.
I’ve got nothing really planned and a fully wine rack.
Good combo!
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