Sometimes parachutes get bored, all packed up in an enclosed space.
And jumpsuits (jump-suits) feel neglected just hanging there on a rack.
And experienced skydivers need to make new friends, so they want to take newbies on tandem jumps.
Feeling charitable yesterday morning, I enabled all three to accomplish their missions here on earth.
Totally unrelated: This I got from pseudo-slacklining last Saturday:
I love having bruises; they make me feel like my life is much more interesting than it actually is. (My last really awesome bruise – it was way awesomer than this one – was, unfortunately, in an un-showable location.)
‘Tis interesting. It turns out that outdoorsy stuff is way fun when I’m relaxed and don’t feel like I should be doing something “more constructive.” And as long as I’ve been getting regular allergy shots.