It could be because it's somewhere around day 12 for this sensor, and the accurate days of its youth are quickly fading from memory. It could also be because, I realized this morning, my transmitter is over a year old and likely needs replacing soon. Whatever the cause, he's losing it, and I can't rely on him today.
|Even his jacket is greying.|
Today I'll be "flying solo"; just finger sticks and I. I'm hoping that flying solo doesn't become flying "so low".
And now I have that Jason Derulo song stuck in my head. Sigh.