Also on Saturday my W moved all her stuff to her apartment and spent her first night there. I really thought it would be hard for me but it wasn't. I was strangely relaxed and able to spend some good quality time with my kids.
matw,
I had the same experience when my W moved out; it was totally unexpected.
With regard to flying, I have a correction to make to one of my previous posts. The Tomahawk was only $12 per hour (in 1981), not $18 per hour. Of course, that was the employee rate. I paid $18 per hour for a Cessna 150 way back in 1976. I've forgotten what I had to pay for the instructor back then. And, my pilot's license was printed on heavy paper/thin cardboard; it didn't have a picture on it like they do now.
And, navigation was VOR, RDF (yuck) or compass (i.e. highways and railroad tracks). There wasn't any of that newfangled GPS stuff (at least not in private aviation). Some people were using LORAN.
I knew that Ginger was the perfect age for me. I just have to convince her to move within 20 minutes of where I live. Hmmm...
