my birthday. And A will be spending the evening in the sim with his study buddy doing prep work for the jet transistion class he'll be taking in a few weeks. Such is life, it's no big deal. Surely not to be the last time this happens. At least he's in the same city this year.
Patience is being tested again. A's flight school called him out of the blue and asked him to tell me to submit my resume. So I did. Haven't heard anything back yet though. Patience is sooooo not my virtue. I've turned into a compulsive email checker and that's a horrible trait as well.