A watched pot never boils Hildy... :nonono: (but geez, the waiting's a bummer, eh?)
I drove 1 1/2 hours yesterday to fly, got to the strip only to turn around and go home again (there goes 3 hours I'll never get back). Still, it was the right decision. Strong, gusty wind 90 deg to the strip, and no suggestion that it was going to get any calmer. The joys of having a weather-dependent hobby.
Please, please, please have nice weather over Easter...