It was a great day with the old bunch of golf girls today. We had a good time giving each other shit while we're putting and for missing shots. The last year sucked for me. I nearly became agoraphobic. I didn't want to leave the house and I'm still working on that issue. I tend to detach and live in my shell. The girls try to work with me on getting out of the house and playing golf. I've fought it the last year. When I am stressed, I detach and stay away. My friends don't like it when I do that. Thank goodness for them that they drag me out. I have good friends. Aside from the damn wind, it was a good day at the course.