Return of Sunday Golf

Today was a momentous day indeed. For the first time in mote than 2 months I'm actually headed out to Altadena play golf. And we're supposed to have a full complement today too. Greg, Scott, and Chris are all playing today. It was March 22 when I last drove up to a closed Altadena Golf Course. It was at Penmar the week before when we last played. I didn't care if I played well today at all, I was just happy to get out. I didn't care that at the beginning of the week, I had all but checked off golf for a while since Scott said he wasn't playing and Chris was leaning NO. I was thinking of starting to play by myself actually. It was Greg that finally announced he was back in town and ready to play that started the ball rolling. I didn't care about all that. As long as I got to play. And play I did. To be sure it was strange playing with a cloth mask. I had to pull it down several times just to breathe. After all, it had warmed up out there very nicely. But it was nice seeing all the guys for the first time in a couple of months. Even during the worst times when Lisa and I were splitting up, I had never taken a break this long from golf in more than 10 years! And when we all hit our first tee shots way right, well that told you about how we were in terms of rust LOL. Fortunately I did get better. We all had 6s on that first hole, when usually someone would hit a par. At least I knew I wasn't going to get skunked today LOL. My tee shot on hole 2 was really really good though. 225 yards right down the middle. and although my next shot was crap, it did get to the rough at hole level. One nice chip after, I putted in for a par! Yay! I've got my first par in months! And won the hole outright! On the next hole, I was on the edge of the sand right by the green after 2 shots. And then ping ponged the rest of the way to a 6. And on hole 4, I basically kept topping the ball 3 straight times and was out of contention after just 3 shots. Sigh. Here is where I needed to buckle down. And buckle down I did on hole 5. I got in front of the green after 3 shots, But missed my hole-tying putt. On the next hole, I muffed my first shot to 20 yards and was out of that. I almost did get a par on the next hole though and I tied to win it. On hole 8, my tee shot went wide left but hole level. But again I missed my putts. On the last hole, I blasted the first tee shot 225 yards again and got to the pin in 3. Only it was way past the pin and almost to the carts. I ended up hitting a 6 where I should have hit par. Oh well, at least I won 3 holes. Not bad. Not close to winning, but I'm satisfied. I'm satisfied that I got out to play. And it was nice to be home by 11:30 too.

It would have been nice to go to Crimson for lunch. But I didn't even know what their eating situation was like. I didn't know what Johnnie and mommy were doing but I wasn't supposed to see them until way later anyway. I made myself some spaghetti Bolognese for lunch, only settling on that because the ground beef I had was already a week old. I didn't want to wait any longer to cook it. It would have been nice to take an afternoon nap too, but I only managed to close my eyes for about 10 minutes. There was definitely no need to rush to do anything today. Tomorrow is Memorial Day and I don't have to think about work at all. I didn't clean up around the house, I didn't do much of anything. I just lollygagged all afternoon in fact, until 5 PM when I called Lisa and headed on over for dinner. By then I was almost at 10,000 steps for the day too, a result of the golf from this morning. I wanted to see if I could get to 11,100 at least which was my daily average for more than a year. Or at least if I could get there without exhibiting signs of soreness. So far so good at dinner time. When I got there Lisa was in clean-up mode, even mentioning that she wanted us to help clean up the floors for tomorrow's Joah visit. I just laughed. She must seem to think I still live here. How do I politely say I don't give two shits about cleaning her floor. I only wash dishes when she serves dinner. It's only polite to do that. I take out the trash when I feel sorry for her. Other than that, hey I'd rather clean my own fucking floor thank you very much. Still, although she is clearly in laundry mode, she did make us fish for dinner. And it was pretty good too. She had squash and rice and pretty much nothing for Johnnie. As soon as she said she was feeling tired and headed upstairs, I took him out and got him some chicken strips from Carl's Jr. He was not going to eat anything otherwise. Which I know he sometimes holds back when he is at her house. He isn't like that in mine. I got me some onion rings too. And when we got back, Johnnie checked up on his mom and she declared she was done for the day. That's ok I guess. It was close to bedtime anyway. So close in fact that I ended up doing Johnnie's shower and toothbrush bedtime routine. Man it's been sometime since I've done this at this house in Johnnie's bathroom. It took me back a couple of years. But those times were pleasant for Johnnie and I and it was a pleasant activity for me tonight. And so it was that tonight I did Johnnie's bedtime routine, and then delivered him to Lisa bed-ready. She was in the middle of sending out some email or something or other. Something clearly tugging at her attention. Me, I went home and checked... and found myself at more than 13,000 steps! And I wasn't sore! I think I'm back! Golf and 13,000 steps... I'm all the way back!