Yesterday-
Was the State masters 8-ball try-outs & my LH bombed out, big time. For the past year he has been playing really well in his weekly A-grade competition, but when he tries out for state team events he is bombing badly. I see him putting lots of pressure on himself & it is affecting how much he's enjoying the game as well. It's losing some of it's fun because of it. He knows he's doing it but he doesn't seem to be able to stop. Hopefully he will be able to turn it around. He's not playing his usual steady & reliable game. he admits he much prefers team play. It's too late for this year to make the team but we're going anyway.
I had some practice while they were having some play-offs. I will try to have fun on the day & be competitive but hold out no hope in making the side & therefore should not feel pressured at all. It is now a strong women's field. The numbers were very low initially but since I entered lots more have. I do hope it is not a whole w/e of 8-ball. I'll need a massage after that w/e I reckon! What have I done?
Today-
We invited an old friend back to stay at our place last night as he lives in Hobart & had to go up to Cradle Mountain today & we are only about 1.5hrs from there. He's a nice bloke & very easy to get on with. He sprayed himself with a really strong, musky deodorant before he left though & I have had asthma since. I thought he knew about my fragrance allergies. It is second nature for most people to use it heavily unfortunately & the more you use it yourself, the less you smell it & the more you use it seems to me. I have a sign up in the spare bathroom which I didn't think anyone could miss. I'll have to tell everyone that stays, every time that they stay to wait until they are out of our home to use their deodorant or to use one of the ones that I leave out. My LH has opened doors & windows down there & the smell is disappearing. I'll stay away.
It was a wild & woolly night last night with wild winds & teeming rain. At least it's not so cold. I'll do my weights today. My LH has gone out to the golf club to take some soup that he has made for a function. I prefer to do them when I'm home alone.
I'll pop back this afternoon. Cheers, xo Cate.