That's it, I'm [almost] DONE.

Yes, I'm opening with the Need-a-Beer-o-Meter. And yes, all of the glasses are full. I almost quit on Friday. I almost gave up on this whole, pointless, unrewarding waste of time. At least that's how I felt about it on Friday.

At this point I have no desire to recap that day in any real length, but I'll just say that had it been any tougher, or had those around me that night been any less supportive, I'd have caved. I'm having a hard time seeing that the benefits of this outweigh the negatives, but I guess I can still say I'm not a quitter. It was a 5 out of 5 Need-a-Beer-o-Meter kind of night. Thank goodness for good friends.

Saturday we put in the dock for the season. We got some sun and some exercise, and it would have been capped nicely with an ice cold beer. Oh well.

Sunday was a slightly less intense version of Saturday. We got a couple boats out of storage, but didn't get them to the water. Pretty relaxing really, not a lot of sweat.

I apologize for the lack of enthusiam behind this post. I have to say I'm feeling a little worn out, and I'm pretty much over this whole thing. I'm feeling over the hump thank goodness, but it's just a waiting game now. Perhaps our other writer will provide more meaningful and enthusiastic insight until the end.

We'll wrap this up with a sigh, and unenthusiastic: