Waiting

Now, as at this time every year, I'm waiting for my wife to come up with some concocted story about me needing to go to the airport to help with something or another about AOPA. They think it would be a surprise, but I would know, that I was on the way to pick up the airplane I had just won.

This year it's going to be an Archer, newly fitted with glass, and I think it would suit me just fine.

Maybe you think me delusionally optimistic. But it's happened many times before, albeit on a smaller scale. I'll be sitting in the audience when they're announcing winners for something or another, and I'll get a feeling. Sure enough, I'll find myself going to pick up whatever it is.

The only question mark in my mind is why I keep having this feeling with these airplanes, to no effect. Maybe I'm just waiting for the right plane. As nice as that Archer is, next year it'll be a Cirrus, and that would sure be nice...