Golfing And Zen Are Not Compatible
Innocent Husband put this book “Zen Golf, Mastering The Mental Game,” on my side of the bed last night.
This book MIGHT have appeared on the bed because I MIGHT have thrown my golf club the last time we golfed because the golf course was DELIBERATELY thwarting me and I MIGHT have said bad words in a loud voice.
I thought my temper was loooong buried and then I started golfing last year.
Why does golf light my hair on fire? And why in the world would Innocent Husband think that a little “Zen Talk” is going to help me? Chocolates, Innocent Husband. Chocolates. That’ll do it.
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