I hate getting up early.

I've been gone the last two and a half days, and I didn't sleep well, even though I felt treated like a queen at the hotel I stayed at, in Napa. Long days in a seminar, and longer nights with work.

Today! I needed to get up at 6am so I could head out to the golf course about 6:30, hit some balls and then have an 'on-the-course' lesson with Woody. Both of us needed to cancel in the last 6 weeks due to surprise obligations...and one of mine was a broken water heater that serviced our tenants. That should be healed completely by tomorrow afternoon.

We didn't know that there was a golf tournament today with a shot-gun start (foursomes start on a specific hole and then play 18 holes from that spot). Gun goes off, play begins. "Let's start over at 13 before anybody shows up," said Woody. "At least we'll get 6 holes in."

There went my excuse. Oh well. Nice morning, not hot, warm sun. Just relax a bit, Marilyn. You can do it.

I was too tired to think too much about what I was doing. I actually surprised myself. I hit every ball straight. No outta bounds. Only skimmed one once. Hit some nice shots. Even Woody was impressed.

Instead of getting too much junk in my head this morning, I just said to myself, "You know." Not "I know."  I said "You know." And I felt the power of saying "You know."

After we were done, he drove us, in the cart to the restaurant and we had breakfast. And each went on with the day. It was like the morning never happened! But it did...because I ate a waffle and that was not part of any dream.

I really need to do this more often. Except, I'll let myself sleep in. And then come out at the end of the day, while it's still light, and play 9 holes. Fore!

Life richly...I am so blessed.  marilyn


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