So you married a turf guy…
You thought it was going to be golf, sunshine, and maybe a cute little polo shirt moment.
What you actually got was:
• 4:30am alarms
• Weather apps that control your mood
• Random words like “dew whip” and "kyllinga" becoming part of your daily vocabulary
Welcome, you officially drank the "kool-aid". Congratulations!!!! You're officially one of us now 🤣
Let’s just clear a few things up real quick…
No, he doesn’t “just cut grass.”
Yes, the golf course comes before literally everything.
And no… you will never fully understand what he’s doing out there.
You’ll just nod and say:
“Wow babe… the greens look great” 😭
If you’re trying to survive turf life… I got you!
Start with these ⤵️
click the links😉… I promise you’ll feel seen 🤣
👉 The day 1,500 golf balls showed up out of nowhere
👉 Things that instantly expose you married a turf guy
👉 36 ways to survive being married to a grass grower
(Trust me… it only gets worse 🤣)
At this point, it’s not even a lifestyle…
It’s a personality.
You don’t plan around holidays.
You plan around aeration schedules and the weather.
You don’t ask, “what are we doing this weekend?”
You ask, “is the course busy?”
If you’re new here… welcome to the chaos 💜
Stick around — it only gets funnier from here.
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