We had our TIGR meeting today, and during parts of it I just wanted to scream with boredom. I got a lot of work done in the afternoon.
At home, I boiled some chicken, cut up the new head of lettuce, and made me another killer salad.
I wrapped Nan and Jennette’s gift.
I went to Karaoke at Flex at about 9:30. Michael L. was singing Patsy Cline’s Crazy when I arrived. A little later, this black guy sang who was awful, awful, awful. He signed up for a second song, and I knew I’d be gone before he sang again. It was a matter of survival.
I left after being there a total of an hour. It was totally dead there.
I’ve stopped at 23 points today, way under, so that’s good. My pants are fitting better already. Thank God.