As it turns out, he was late, but all is not lost. He was there to do a 3-month checkup on the furnace, and Travis asked them to check up on the A/C, which Travis thought wasn't working well enough. I explained to the guy that I thought it was working, and that Travis didn't think it was working because it was 81 in our place, and I turned it on (at 4:30 or 5:00), and it took until after 9pm to cool to 72. The guy said in ~100% humidity that is about right (2-3 degrees an hour). He did a temperature check on the A/C, and it was outputting air that was 52, which is more than sufficient, so it's working as it should. It's definitely working better than it did last year, I don't think even Travis could argue that.
After he left, I went and played tennis with Scott. I did ok. I had him tied at 5 games to 5 before I completely lost any semblance of the game that I had. Oh well.
I came home, and the lawn was mowed. Oh how I love freshly cut grass at this time of year. It so feels like a super-carpet.
I woke up full of energy and wide awake this morning. The cat didn't run away from me when I went to get her for her medicine, and I got to play with Spencer for 5 or 10 minutes this morning, and I was still early for picking up Marty. If I didn't know better, I'd think it was going to be a good day. I just need to find something to do.
Yes, my mood is set to happy, I'm as surprised as anyone.