Wow. I don’t even know where the time goes anymore. My days are so busy, I think even if I wanted to blog I couldn’t consistently find time to post regularly. But I’m hoping this constant stretch of weeks without posting isn’t my new normal. I like to be busy, but not this busy.
Work is insane. I’m hoping that changes when we get a new person. I’m the only person doing my job and I support the entire world. Logging in every morning to almost 200 new emails is a normal day for me.
There have been a couple milestones since I last posted. Last night my fingernail finally came off (read ripped off. Yay). So at least that particular source of pain is gone. The naked nail bed is going to present it’s own problems for a few more weeks. I’ve got an appointment on Monday for my finger because I’m still experiencing a lot of pain and during a ride last weekend I felt what I can only describe as a crunch when Aria rooted at the reins.
Another milestone that you probably figured out: I’m riding again!!!!!!!!!!!!
It’s a total pain in the ass to tack up because my finger isn’t 100% but I don’t even care because I can actually spend my time on my amazing mare and that is all I live for right now.
In an effort to be totally honest, living in LA sucks and this dream job is seriously impacting my dream hobby. My horse time quota is so low, I may as well not even own horses. I can only go to San Diego every other week. Which means my saint of a mare is only ridden 2x in 14 days. It’s criminal.
But I take heart knowing that this move to LA was extremely temporary and I’m actually looking at jobs right now to move back to San Diego. There’s a light at the end of this horse barren tunnel. 🙂
The last major milestone is Catalina turned 1 on March 11!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry for all the exclamation points. I’m very excited about a few things. Obviously.
Catalina is now almost as tall as her mom. Which puts her at 15-15.1h. I’ll have to stick her when I see her this next weekend. I don’t know when she got so tall but she was definitely a solid 15h at 11 months. It’s kind of crazy and my short legs hope she doesn’t clear 16h but the dressage rider in me is screaming 16.3h!
Things aren’t perfect right now but I know they are a necessary means to an end and I’m sort of okay with that. I wont pretend I haven’t been getting depressed (or at least my version of depressed) by my current lifestyle but I also know that I made this choice and I knew what I was signing up for. I just didn’t realize that boarding up here would be a no-go.
Time to get that 6 figure job or snag a rich hubby! 😉
Hopefully it wont be so long between the next post and this one. Love you guys, miss you guys, and I hope I’m back in the blog scene soon!