Not more than my car, not as much as my car but it could get ugly. Don't get me wrong my husband and kids rank right up there, but I am obsessed with my baby. It is pampered and loved and tucked in each night. It has never seen snow and doesn't see rain unless I screw up. I even painted my toe nails Atlanta Blue for the Door County Drive, there were witnesses to the madness. I even learned about cleaning the engine and never fear, there will never be dust under my hood again!
But something has crept into my life and I see myself spending money on this horrid thing that could be spent on toys for the baby. Golf. Who would have thought that I could go for such a stuffy thing. First my husband wants to join the "Country Club", for business reasons of course, right! All that money that my baby won't be getting. Well, I must be a good sport and agree because I have my "baby" and doesn't he deserve to pursue his hobby.
I decided to take a few lessons so that I won't be a golf widow and now I'm hooked. I just spent money on an expensive golf bag, (do I own clubs, no . . . duh) that I could have spent on my wish list for the car. I'm paying for lessons from a guy that thinks I have natural talent, I am left handed and am going to play right, this excites him for some reason. (right, like he's gunna say I suck when I'm paying big bucks), too damn funny!
Stop the insanity!!!!!!!!! Help, I'm sinking into a very little black hole. P.S. does anyone know of a message board for new golfers?