Today, I simultaneously played Candyland with one kid and Go Fish with the other.

Delaying a flight because you don’t have a crew is a pretty comical logistics fuckup.

Apologies to all my friends I texted at improper hours because I was on the west coast.

“You’ve done this before!”

TSA screener was impressed with my preparedness.

I’ve only done this once before.

¯_(ツ)_/¯

SOCK SAGA, INSTALLMENT 2: Folks on Micro.blog and Reddit has told me to send my socks back for a replacement set. Apparently this isn’t a thing other people have experienced. Weird! I’ve had over half a dozen pairs of wool socks die the same way. Starting to think it’s my feet.

Bought a pair of Darn Tough merino socks as a test. I haven’t worn them that often, and I’ve babied them (hand washing in a tub with Dr. Bronner’s, hanging to dry). I have a spot going threadbare under the ball of my left foot. LIFETIME WARRANTY TIME.