I was happy to be upgraded to first class in the Philly to Memphis leg of our trip home today, but first class doesn't mean much sometimes; I mean, I was on that flight from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m., and there's no lunch served?.. a banana and a cookie? I did have a screwdriver to go with it and some extra leg room but overall it wasn't much better that what I had in coach from Memphis back to Minneapolis. Oh well! Flying these days is mostly about being annoyed, and now I guess that's true even up there in first class.
Nothing new to report. We are home, unpacked, a week's worth of mail sorted, tired out. Looking forward to an unplanned Sunday.