Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My husband and I have been playing a game of Scrabble every day, and our scores get lower and lower, I think because I've learned so much from him that I'm finally winning occasionally. I'll never have his ability to think way ahead and imagine words he might make, but I've certainly learned to put a word on any triple score square, even if it's low scoring, not to make a lovely big word if it will give him an opportunity to score big, and to be careful where I put a word with the J,Z,X, K or Q, because he is going to reuse it for more points. In other words, I need to bide my time and be patient. It feels good to win once in a while, and sometimes without drawing any of those big point letters. A couple of games ago, we both ended up not being a able to use a high point letter, I think for me it was Z and for him X. We are tough on each other, but I feel my mind is sharper now because of the games. We both notice that bad sportsmanship rears up, but we remain restrained and don't give in to anger. We want to win, but not enough to spoil the fun. I knew my husband could be a bad sport, but now I realize the very same impulses are in me as well, and I'm not on such an even keel myself. Good to know I'm human, and not above the petty feelings. I'm crystal clear about my dark side these days.