Made it!

We got back into Skaneateles about 7pm. It was a hard drive from Boston. Poor Paul took the brunt of it. It rained and rained and rained. I am so pooped, and ready to go home. I checked into the Sherwood Inn, and got a really nice room. I am too tired to get some dinner, yet not too tired to blog? Twisted I know. I am leaving tomorrow afternoon, and my sweet James is picking me up at the airport. I think the rest of my weekend is going to suck with me just trying to recover.