T.O.P.S.: another disaster, but I'm not too upset over it. At home, I added 1.06 pounds to 132.4--I should be upset, but at the meeting, I was 133.1, a gain of only .09, so I persuaded myself it was insignificant. Does that make sense? Okay, not really.
I spent a lot of time--finally--finishing up putting things away after the so-called carpet cleaning. And this just kills me: I went over the areas on which the guy did such a lousy job, treated it with carpet cleaner I bought. and it looks considerably better. Now I'm sorry I didn't stop payment on the check, but damn, I'm not going to obsess over it.
The above took several hours, as I cleaned and straightened up otherwise, too. Had a combined lunch and dinner--a sandwich and an IPA--at 6:00, then took a hour's nap. That's okay, it's now 7:30 pm and I feel refreshed.
Got a notice from Duane about Sally's memorial gathering. It will be in Cardiff (the California one, of course, not Jersey) on October 13 and attendees are asked to wear blue and tell a "Sally story." I'd love to go, but don't know if I can--will get more information and think about it.
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