Good morning. Happy Humph Day!
It’s always stressful when unboxing after a move to make sure you find the cat quickly. At least this one seems to have been packed well.
Mrs. ArGee wants to dispose of her mom’s stuff responsibly. Lots of the clothes would be good for a used clothing store. The estate attorney is suggesting she just trash it all to make things simpler. I’m with Mrs. ArGee on this one.
I have suggested, however, that when it comes to siblings wanting stuff, if they don’t work out an agreement among themselves then the contested items get liquidated and they get the money. Mrs. ArGee doesn’t choose a “winner” in a dispute.
On the 11th hole I took the conservative route and shot for the cutout before the green, aiming toward the right. I managed to just make it passed the hill so the ball didn’t roll back. I was then able to make a shot to the far side of the green fairly near the cup, leaving myself with a very reasonable 4 foot putt. I made that one for par.
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Good Midweek Morning!
Boomers on tap for later today, so say the foreguessers... I can’t tell you how itchy the group of fire ant bites are that I have on my legs... I could... but what is the point?
On the 12th hole I overshot the green and landed in the sand to the right... chipped out cleanly but way too far, on to the apron... took a shot at a long putt but was wide right, tap in for the Bogey four...
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I will head to the 12th hole with a 42, dropping to 1 under...
Best wishes to Mrs. ArGee.