The best day i've had in a long time..
Yesterday from start to finish was the best day i've had in a while. I've had TONS of great days with the girls of course, taking in their day to day little quips and adventures. However, yesterday was good for just me. I needed it and absolutely loved it.
First off, i had my best day at work. Ever. Brought in the most sales i had ever brought in a day and had the best month i've ever had. Over 7 years this day and month were my most successful. So, of course, that made me happy.
Then, the coup de gras or the "tom lafleur" if you will happened...my golf league came about. I was late to it due to being busy here at work...but they waited for me anywho to tee off...so i didn't miss nothing. on the third hole..the 11th at Reddeman Farms in chelsea, Michigan, i had my first par. Felt absofuckinterrific. Before i lined up for my potential par putt i told joffe that he was gonna see some HHA (Hot Hole Action) right there on that poor little unsuspecting 11th green if it went in. Sure enuff, i lined it up..hit it a bit too hard..but it was dead nuts straight and in the cup. I did a little dance....joffe glanced at me in muffled horror on the slim chance i may actually deliver on my promise and make love to the 11th hole...and onto the next tee we went.
As great as i felt for having my best sales day ever and month ever...that par 4 felt better. Which is probably sickly misguided and a classic example of not having priorities in order. However, when i started to golf this summer...which you may remember from earlier posts..i was beyond horrible. Missing the ball...no clue at what would happen when i did hit it...really, just flat out embarressing and dreaded even playing. To actually say i got a par 4 is the biggest accomplishment i've had on a personal growth level in any area in my life in a long time. I know, it sounds petty, but i'm really beaming over that !!
heck, i even bough 2 clubs off one of my golf partners last nite..said he never uses em'...so for 50 bones i got a really good 5 wood and 3 wood..which i NEEDED. I can't use my current ones..i just borrow joffes cause mine are too wobbly. I love golf. love it. love it. love it.
First off, i had my best day at work. Ever. Brought in the most sales i had ever brought in a day and had the best month i've ever had. Over 7 years this day and month were my most successful. So, of course, that made me happy.
Then, the coup de gras or the "tom lafleur" if you will happened...my golf league came about. I was late to it due to being busy here at work...but they waited for me anywho to tee off...so i didn't miss nothing. on the third hole..the 11th at Reddeman Farms in chelsea, Michigan, i had my first par. Felt absofuckinterrific. Before i lined up for my potential par putt i told joffe that he was gonna see some HHA (Hot Hole Action) right there on that poor little unsuspecting 11th green if it went in. Sure enuff, i lined it up..hit it a bit too hard..but it was dead nuts straight and in the cup. I did a little dance....joffe glanced at me in muffled horror on the slim chance i may actually deliver on my promise and make love to the 11th hole...and onto the next tee we went.
As great as i felt for having my best sales day ever and month ever...that par 4 felt better. Which is probably sickly misguided and a classic example of not having priorities in order. However, when i started to golf this summer...which you may remember from earlier posts..i was beyond horrible. Missing the ball...no clue at what would happen when i did hit it...really, just flat out embarressing and dreaded even playing. To actually say i got a par 4 is the biggest accomplishment i've had on a personal growth level in any area in my life in a long time. I know, it sounds petty, but i'm really beaming over that !!
heck, i even bough 2 clubs off one of my golf partners last nite..said he never uses em'...so for 50 bones i got a really good 5 wood and 3 wood..which i NEEDED. I can't use my current ones..i just borrow joffes cause mine are too wobbly. I love golf. love it. love it. love it.
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