Day 168: Shower 6am, Breakfast eggs/cereal, boy got ready for golf... we loaded the car, his clubs and mine. Yes I was playing too today. Get out google maps again, we headed from Matheson to ValGagne, pick up Sidekick... then head towards Timmins. Dr.'s Appointment, the boy and I wait in the car, play a little BTD6 while waiting for Sidekick to finish up. Then off to the other end of town, Timmies, coffee, BestBuy... Hey Mel there is some guy with 70's hair looking for you... She laughed at her coworker, ya, that's my dad. OK I really need that hair cut. Time for a new cell phone... Mel digs out the phone she has been putting together for me for the past few days... tired of the Apple garbage that won't play nice with anything else... I really need to be able to use all my shit together, record here, play there, edit someplace else... not apples strong suit. Not software or hardware wise. Fuck it, Android now... I give up, I'm sure there's an app for that. I'm getting use to it, currently using it to type this, keyboard from my computer linked nicely to it... not like the iPhone which only about half the keys worked, making it pretty fucking useless... but that describes mac shit pretty well. Pick of the crop for lunch, picked up a few other odds and ends as well before heading towards Iroquois Falls... yes Golf. Sidekick tagged along... made for a good cadi. Now normally the boy just heads out with his friends but this was the last official time out on the course for the kids and their Wednesday Group. Adults were welcome to play in lue of the annual Adult Child Tournament that didn't COVID happen this year. I tee off and drive the first shot into gully, I took a quick trip down there to look to see if it was playable... like I could even find it... I didn't find it but found 5 other balls that no one had bothered to look for... I dropped a ball and continued. Hole 2, I fucking shank one four miles out, way out... like way out of bounds... likely landed someplace near the middle of town... I have to lay off the wheaties. I drop another ball and continue... my penalties are starting to total more than my actual strokes. 3 hole... I nail it off the tee... then like it was intercepted by a tornado, it fucks off to the right... and just keeps going, it crosses the tree line between the fairway... then continues over the fairway beside us... and then crosses the tree line on the other side of it... the lady with the golf cart offered to drive over and get it for me... it was way to far for me to walk... hence I dropped another ball and took a few more penalty strokes... this is why I only wanted to play 4 holes... when I got done I could tell people I shot a 32 round at the golf club and let them assume I played 9... Anyway the boy is keeping up to me, sure his shots don't go as far but he's making it down the fairway and not loosing any balls. The 9th hole... I tee it up and tell the kids I'm going to put it over the green on the first shot. They didn't believe me... after all they had been watching me play. I don't aim at the pin... I aim at the people teeing up on the first hole (which is WAY to the left)... I crank it out there and it head for the 1st tee... then the hook kicks in and it comes back to the right again... drops just before the green and rolls past the pin missing it by less than 6 inches... and like I said, past the hole... about 20 feet or so. Long story short I choked on the big putt and tap in for a par... going to call that a success. Now the little man who hadn't lost a ball all day had a less than stellar 9th hole. He knew what he was in for... he put away his good balls and took out a handful of reclaimed crap balls from his bag... he had no delusions on where these were heading. He teed up and massed one after another into the jungle valley just off the tee... it was a good size hazard... ball 5 was the charmed ball, he shanked that fucker far enough off to the left that it cleared the hazard and landed right beside the cart path, inbounds and perfectly playable. Timmies... more coffee... dropped off Sidekick in ValGagne, then headed back to Matheson. OK I have an hour to eat and head back to Iroquois Falls... IFMHA Board Meeting... then the AGM, people show up late and the board meeting never happens... Now I talked the twins dad into coming out to join the board this season, they normally need a new injection of helpers each season, I figured he needed to do his part. LOL We go through the meeting minutes finish up all the regular stuff... not much happening since COVID cut everything short last season. Eventually we get down to electing an executive and board, the executive didn't change a lot and then we voted on the board... rather than everyone remember who was nominated and writing the names down, I suggested writing the names on a list and numbering them, each person could go over to the list and just write down the numbers of the people they wanted to vote for rather than waste a lot of time writing all the names out over an dover again... in theory that should work... the first person goes to the list of names and rather than writing down the numbers beside the name, they write out the full names of 9 people on the list... I was wondering what was taking so fucking long... welcome to your new board of directors... LOL I didn't make the cut, looks like I will have a little more free time this season. Pretty sure some of them didn't like my complex voting instruction and did away with me. ROTFLMAO Should be a fairly easy transition back to just being a parent, just going to have to burn the rule book and forget it exists... they aren't going to follow it anyway. The twins dad and I went for a coffee afterwards and I pointed out a few places he could find information he would need é find useful in the coming months... at least there will still be a few people on the board that know what they are doing. My fingers are crossed, about all I can do this year. Home to Matheson, Heather was waiting up... she told me there were 2 mice in the house... I set a trap, 5 minutes later it went off... one down one to go another town and one more show... Yes... 5 minutes later it went off again... well thatˋs 2... I wonder what else it lurking about the house? I set the trap a third time... 20 minutes later it goes off again but then made a clattering noise as it was pulled across the floor. I never did find the trap. Pretty sure the chipmunk likely has it stuck to it's tail someplace... it will pull it off before it leaves the house tonight to go to it's home in the front yard. Well must sleep, working on project X again tomorrow.