Back in Dullsville. Flew out first thing this morning after doing some recreational exploring last night. Learned I can’t hang like I used to-and needed a nap when I got home here.
It would also appear that all of my bills picked this week to come in the mail, so I am slowly but surely digging out.
But first I need to lay on the couch again. Note to self: just because you could drink a lot of beers when you are 35 does not mean you can do it now.