Like many golf fans, I was disappointed for and by Phil in the 2018 U.S. Open Championship that ended yesterday. We had hopes for Phil: his desire to finally win the Open and grab the grand slam accolade he's sought for so long. But what happened on 13 Saturday afternoon burst the Phil fan bubble for me. When character counts, Phil's tank was empty.
I won't belabor the details - you can get them here:
http://www.businessinsider.com/why-phil-mickelson-no-dq-us-open-putt-2018-6
https://www.golfdigest.com/story/us-open-2018-the-usga-still-got-it-wrong-when-it-didnt-dq-phil-mickelson
Phil may have acted impulsively at the moment he took a swat at his still moving golf ball; but his smug posturing at the press conference after the round was a character test he failed miserably when he told his fans to "toughen up" because he bent the golf rules to his advantage.
This isn't the first time Phil has slithered through a sticky wicket:
http://cheapncheerfulliving.blogspot.com/2016/05/phil-phil-phil.html
Saturday was Phil's 48th birthday, the best present he got was the 2 stroke penalty from the USGA. Phil should have had the maturity and strength of character to DQ himself from the event.
Penny Pincher
Monday, June 18, 2018
Monday, June 4, 2018
Home $weet Home
It was nine years ago that I bought my condo... the 485 square feet I call home. It was one of the best things I've done for myself.
It was love at first sight: the layout, the ocean view, the private balcony. The price was right. I made an offer, it was accepted, I started packing. For 21 years prior I had lived in a studio guest apartment slightly smaller than the one I bought so I was used to cozy spaces. When my former landlady died, her heirs wanted to sell the house; it was time for me to move.
I have no regrets. Nor have I had one day of buyer's remorse. I love my home. The sunrise flooding my east facing ocean view windows, the sunset streaming into my kitchen and bath. The days I sit on my balcony reading, the nights I stargaze.
I crunched the numbers and discovered that my monthly home ownership expense (I paid cash, no mortgage involved) is cheaper than my former rent, by 33%. Wow. That much. It's extra $$ in my savings account every month.
Best of all, I will never have to move again and I'll never be a bag lady.
Penny Pincher
It was love at first sight: the layout, the ocean view, the private balcony. The price was right. I made an offer, it was accepted, I started packing. For 21 years prior I had lived in a studio guest apartment slightly smaller than the one I bought so I was used to cozy spaces. When my former landlady died, her heirs wanted to sell the house; it was time for me to move.
I have no regrets. Nor have I had one day of buyer's remorse. I love my home. The sunrise flooding my east facing ocean view windows, the sunset streaming into my kitchen and bath. The days I sit on my balcony reading, the nights I stargaze.
I crunched the numbers and discovered that my monthly home ownership expense (I paid cash, no mortgage involved) is cheaper than my former rent, by 33%. Wow. That much. It's extra $$ in my savings account every month.
Best of all, I will never have to move again and I'll never be a bag lady.
Penny Pincher
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