The cost of where you live.
Day 3902 (days since I quit smoking) (10 years, 8 months & 1 week)
Golf league starts tonight. Been jonesing for a sport to play since bowling stopped a month ago. Our usual arrangement for dinner on golf nights involves me calling the local Applebee’s form the parking lot of the golf course and putting in a “car side pick up” order. Applebee’s has some nice salads that work well, because if a salad gets cold – does it matter?
Anyhow. Cindy looked through their menu last night, made her choices and wrote them down on a little note that I was supposed to put in my wallet this morning so I knew what the hell she wanted for dinner.
Problem #1? I left the little note right in front of the little doodad we have for charging our phones. I think it’s called CRS – a hazard of ones mid=50’s and beyond I’m afraid.
Problem #2? Just for shits & giggles (and maybe a memory jog) I looked up an Applebee’s menu on-line. Scanned through the choices. Saw my favorite salad (Oriental Chicken Salad, with grilled chicken please) and saw that it was $9.99. Wow! Less than last year – how often does that happen? Then I looked up at the location it had me pegged at – Newton, Kansas. FYI – that’s 1,225 miles from my house. Not exactly a trip you’d want to make with take out dinners. So I got on their little locator dealie and picked the restaurant closest to my house (0.5 miles – WAY better than 1,225!) Downside? My salad now cost $10.79!! Almost a dollar more just because it’s here in beautiful upstate NY?
So on top of higher income taxes and outrageous property & school taxes AND 8.25% sales tax, even on meals in restaurants, I also get to pay 8% more for the same meal that someone in Newton, Kansas is going to enjoy tonight? Phooey.
Ah well, what are you gonna do? Not like I’m going to move – my whole family is here and that’s reason enough to stay.
But golf tonight! Managed two trips to the driving range, think I remember how to swing a club (230+ yards carry with a 3 wood on a few shots, that’ll work) Didn’t hit my driver a lot, but I do know that when I don’t swing out of my shoes, I can hit it nice. If I start to swing a little too hard, I start to lose it on a straight push right and when I try to absolutely crush the ball I hit this weak little pull/duck hook that will endanger every tree on the left edge of the fairway. Lesson here? Don’t swing out your ass. 250 + roll out is fine, fine, fine.
Back to our irregularly scheduled program!