Time

We are now at our fifth tournament of the summer. We've had four weeks of solid work, and I still wouldn't be able to tell what day it is. I'm still shocked that it is actually July. I'm really glad my watch tells me the date and the day, because it brings me back into reality some times.

I know which days are which when it comes to tournaments, though:

Sunday - Qualifier
Monday - Junior-Am/Practice Round
Tuesday - First Round
Wednesday - Second Round
Thursday - Third Round
Friday - Travel Day
Saturday - Setup Day

That's a typical week for you in a nutshell. However, some days start blending together, and it's really easy to lose track of time doing this job. Today we discussed how just the other night we had a team dinner at the cottage and made spaghetti. In telling the story, it felt like that dinner happened at least a few nights ago, maybe even a week.

That dinner was last night.

This morning we painted the stencils on the golf course. They are large letters and go right in the middle of the fairway. We drive the course, two people with the stencils and the third with the range finder. We put a red stencil at 100 yards, white at 150, blue at 200, and yellow at 250. This takes about two hours. Does it feel like two hours? Certainly not. It seems like it shouldn't take that long, but it does, and when we wrap that up around 9 o'clock, we are amazed that we were out there since before 7.

Then the comms team was cooped up inside HQ doing our comms stuff. Making copies. Printing signs. Proofing papers. Finalizing pairings. Our duties are so plentiful that we were blown away by the fact that we wrapped things up around 4:30. That feels both so early and so late.

It's after 11 right now, and I've been awake since 6 this morning. I have tomorrow off, and I have no idea how time may pass then. It's freaky.

It feels like we were in Georgia about a year ago when it's only been four weeks. We literally spent all day on the road yesterday. We still have over two months of doing this. I feel like it's going to fly by, yet also not.