It's been a long and stressful week for me. I wasn't going to write about it, but my life is an open book for my friends in MyBloggersland.

I worked hard all year to prepare for the Senior League Golf Tournament, hoping to finally win my second championship (after 8 years). I was very nervous, and it showed. But I won (over 80 others).

However, because we were told to "take a cart to speed up play", I was, in effect, disqualified by the "rules committee" because I walked most of the time (with golf bag strapped on to a rented cart driven by another golfer). Long story short, I protested and defended myself, but to no avail.

I like to walk--I play better--it's more "professional"--I didn't slow play. Last year I drove the cart while another player walked (nothing was said about that). Plus nobody warned me I was "breaking the rules".

Whether there was an ulterior motive, or I was to be made an "example", I don't know. I was told I "disrespected the rules" by walking.

Anyway, I've been upset about the whole matter ever since. I feel humiliated and embarrassed, and naturally, despondant. I can't stop thinking about what happened and what next steps I should take. I know I'm quitting the golf league and the Lions Club (since all 5 committee members are in it--they're a clique). I can't bear the thought of facing any of them--very uncomfortable. One is my neighbor Ken, a friend for 33 years!

Anyway, life goes on. I'm babysitting my grandson later today. I'll like that. I need the distraction.