Tomorrow I'm off to Fort Myers for Thanksgiving.
Alarm set for 4 a.m. Flight leaves at 6:10 a.m.
Tired just thinking about it. Maybe I'll sleep on the plane... unlikely.
Dear Pilot,
Here's good wishes for a safe flight. We're expecting some bad weather, so let's get up and over it quickly.
I have my magazines in my bag. My suitcase is packed.
Dinner tonight with an old D.C. friend, then home to bed. Tomorrow = Mom and Dad. Sis arrives on Thursday, just in time for turkey and Mom's famous stuffing.
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