Well, That Was the Longest Return Home, Ever. Phew. 17 to 84 Fine, but Then Newburgh All the Way to Connecticut. Was There a Car That Stayed Home Yesterday?

I'm not going to complain too much. The trip is a beautiful ride and I'm a books-on-radio dude, so I am never in a rush. The heat, however, was intense, and the air condition, although on, was of little relief. It was just oppressive. Karal slept. And thankfully, the Hudson is beautiful.

But I was ready to make it home. Sitting in 1 m.p.h. traffic for two hours is not fun at all. It just gives you a headache.

And, the older I get the more I just want to go to bed upon return. The brain is on overload when driving, and then it's over, I just want to sleep. Okay. Not during the day, but still. 

I'm thankful I found a little window of time to get to Syracuse before my summer takes off. It all begins in two weeks and I"m getting ready. I'm looking around my house this morning and thinking, "Oh, boy. Here we go. The summer launch will occur in 3...2...1

Love my family and friends in Central New York and miss then every day, but now it is reality check time and much to do.

I'm safe and sound. I'm home. And it's time to get my $%# in gear.