Flashes of Panic

In light of the (bizarre) snowstorm currently plastering Western Massachusetts (we got rain in lieu of the first ten forecast inches, and the initial coating came down in inch-wide clumps) the airline has preemptively cancelled our flight out tomorrow morning and rescheduled us two hours later.

This allows me to shift the planned swim tonight to tomorrow morning.

When updating our arrival time for the rental car reservation, my rate was somehow reduced, so we’re saving a few bucks.

In the bag for plane reading: Bryson’s Dictionary of Troublesome Words. I am betting on a raft of emails correcting this cheap hack’s usage after I finish.