Started at 52° with a 7 mph breeze. Today was a day to test my patience. Every ball I hit seemingly found every bare spot, so I hit a lot of shots off the bare lies, which I absolutely hate, especially when I manage to hit the fairway. Ok, I've got my anger out. For some unknown reason, I did exhibit much patience today--my bad. Now that I realize what triggers my impatience I can find a way to counter it. I've never been very patient and I'm afraid age hasn't mellowed me either. I caused my own problems today, so I've got a free day to get a solution together. I guess every day is a good day when you can identify a problem and find a solution too. At least I'm still happy.