I got up at 6:30 this morning, packed a lunch, checked the weather and went to the flight school. I left my lunch. I got to the flight school at about 7:35. When no one was there to even let me in the building by 8:30am, I called my instructor. Who was asleep. And didn’t even apologize. I’m really starting not to like him.

I called the weather briefer. Who told me that the surface winds at Dalhart, TX were predicted to be 25-35 knots about the time I’d arrive. Flight school says I can’t fly if surface winds are over 25 knots. Besides, I’ve never landed with 35 knot gusts, and this probably isn’t the time to try.

I was going to try to do it in the middle of the week, but I’m leaving for Delaware on Tuesday, and when I come back on Thursday, Mom will be here. I don’t want to spend a whole day flying when she’s here to visit, so I’m tentatively on the schedule for Monday the 20th.

I wanted to be done with this. I’m tired of worrying about it.