An entire scuba weekend. I can hardly wait. I stayed up WAY too late Thursday night, I'm exhausted and fall right asleep; contrary to most nights before travel.
A thunderstorm wakes me 5 minutes before my alarm. Not a bad way to wake. I don't think I have mentioned that my scuba classes have mostly been in the rain. It doesn't bother me that I will be diving in rain. Going to get wet anyway. Who cares? I'm loading up the car and grab a few extra items. Cooler, first aid kit, and camp chairs. You just never know, at the lake. Time to head to the shop. I volunteered to bring breakfast, so I stopped and got sausage biscuits and burritos. Not very healthy fair, but stick to your ribs. I'm glad about this later.
I'm the first to get to the shop. I have this weird thing about being late. Scuba time apparently runs a little slow. Just less time to freak out about not having enough time. Our timing seems to work.
