It's Like Buckner Walking Back into Shea Stadium

I have returned from the Northwoods.

The impromptu trip up north was to help get the family cabin ready for the oncoming winter (which arrived as we did). I was going to go fishing, golfing, and communing with nature. And it was fantastic being up there: When I left Chicago it was 88 degrees at 10am, when we arrived at 4pm it was 41 degrees. Upon arrival and unpacking, I did exactly what anyone in my position would do: get really sick. So much for fishing, golfing, and communing with nature.

So I'm back. I'm sick. And I'm ready for the weekend.