Well, busy day today getting recovered from the little setback.
I went down to the close-by airport (KMLE) to get signed up and on their reservation system. The front counter gal asked when I wanted to start flying -- I said, "Well, what time is it?" She got the hint. We set up a lesson for 4 PM. Met the new CFI, we went over paperwork, preflighted and took N9TA up. Funny thing is, N9TA is the first plane I ever flew -- on a discovery flight in 1999. Anyway, we did slow flight, power off stalls, rectangular course, a few other things and headed back. One touch and go and a full stop, another hour in the logbook. The plane handles differently than the other Cherokees I had been flying, and adapting to the new approach & runway took a little time. This airport is in a densely populated area, and it's the narrowest I've landed on although not that bad at 75' wide. We also had a gusting crosswind, which didn't help as we're skimming over the road just off one end of the runway on final.
I've decided that I will not take the folks at the new start-up flight school up on their offer to honor the time I had pre-paid with the old one. I have no intention of finishing my instruction with them -- they're good people, but the airport is much farther away and the runway and equipment leave a lot to be desired. They aren't the ones that took my money and went under. That was the old flight school, and it wouldn't be right to make the new guys trying to get started pay for old guys' mistakes. I'd be taking advantage of them, and I won't do that. I now have a new CFI and a school that's stable, they've been at Millard Airport for decades. They don't sell block time, they have better airplanes (and more of them, and not all Cherokees), and they actually cost about the same as the place that went under, when you account for gas to drive there and back.
As for Kimberly's help with the knowledge exam... it's frickin' amazing. One phone call with her and I can now pass the online practice exams with a consistent perfect 100% score. I don't even remember the conversation, really... I just remember that felt like a goldfish swimming around the same bowl, but it never got old. And I think there were marshmallows involved somehow, but I can't really remember. OK, maybe that was an obtuse collection of in-jokes. Kimberly, you're an ace, and seriously thanks for your help. For the rest of you, it does involve study, not magic.