I spent last night re-plumbing the fuel system on my Shoestring. Ground tested it this morning and it ran perfectly for the first time since the sputtering Maiden. All set and excited to go fly it Saturday. Wife comes in from a hard days work and says, "Ya know what, we are doing a road trip and get out of this damn place for the weekend." Silence... "What, you didn't have anything special to do this weekend, Did you?" Uh, nnnnnaah.
I know when to keep my mouth shut. Unfortunately this is one of those times. Grump Grump.