I came home from work to the smell of nasty chicken. I couldn’t believe how pungent it smelled. According to the package, it was not bad. Julie said it was fine and I cooked it on the grill. But the whole time I ate it I thought of that smell and ate far less than usual.
Kind of a lame evening in that I went through unmatched socks while watching “Babe” and later went for a short workout again. I don’t like how a 45-minute workout seems to eat up 2 hours of my night, when I factor in driving, prep, and shower. Need to work on that.