These are my blatherings about the joys and frustrations I experience while attempting to become a scratch golfer. - Dan Gregory
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Standing in the Way of Control
So, had to get a real job, wasn't cutting it making 200 per week for the 6 night shifts I have been working at Mellow Mushroom so I broke down and got a day job again as a cad tech/land surveyor. It's work, same old same old. It has cut into my golf game significantly in days played, but so far my control is there even though I am only playing once, maybe twice, a week now. I shot a 40 on nine and an 84 as well last week which isn't as bad as I had feared and actual have made some breakthroughs as well, so going well, just not as much. I really wish I could do just this but we have just can't swing it getting by on so little. Our new apartment (FUCK YEAH) rocks, and is 1000 feet away from the course. Boo and Yeah. Anyway, my new job is 2 minutes away as well, so there ya go, can't really complain about that (still work though, damn! I still complained!). Going to miss feeling retired, it wasn't long enough and I want it back. I am also signed up and finally becoming a divemaster this summer which is something I've been wanting to do and can't afford to put it off any longer so hell yeah and honky tonks. Clound 9 baby, cloud 9.
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