Old and unimproved.

Just got back from a long weekend at the cabin (by way of Atlanta).  About 450 miles on the car, and on the driver.

Good time, but I'm still sick, and I still need to recuperate. 

We're headed to the annual canoe trip this coming weekend, so there's that.

I'm going to bed, I'm going to have a good week.

And everything is good.