Sunday, December 21, 2014

Missing Him

I'm missing LB a bit... Just being able to get on and go.
I could jump on a couple other horses but it's not the same.

I want to get on my horse.
My ankle is still sore. Still swollen.
Need to get to the Physical Therapist who will hopefully start me on the weight loss track.

I feel pretty crappy (as I stuff Oreos in my face to try and make me feel better).
I haven't felt this crappy about myself since high school.
It's always been an issue for me in the environment that I grew up in.
A lot of people just don't get it.

Gramps is doing a whole lot better.
Saw him today finally, he was awake and very happy to see me.
That made me feel a bit better.


I finally have a full day off tomorrow and I'm going to spend it catching up with some friends I haven't been able to see in a while. I hope that helps. What I'm really looking forward to is trying to spend some time with my horse.

I'm contemplating bringing him to see Cowboy and the crew a little bit earlier. We both need some boot camp and to get back in the game. I was going to wait until February but I don't know if I can wait that long. (Wow, lot's of "I's" today)

I'm tired. I'm sad... I'm a little broken right now. Running to the barn to clean my stall as quickly as possible just to get back to doing something I really don't want to do is killing me. Especially when I see those ears perk up when I pull in the drive way and he watches me run back and forth to the manure pile and the water pump. It's not fair to him. And it's killing me more a little each day.

Hence the Oreos.



7 Comments:

At December 21, 2014 at 10:58 PM , Blogger L.Williams said...

*hugs*

 
At December 21, 2014 at 11:03 PM , Blogger Alicia said...

Lots of hugs. I totally understand feeling sad about not enough pony time. Even on days where I have time to visit but not ride I find myself not going, because Molls gets so excited to work. If I say hi but don't take her out she just gets pissy, then I feel guilty. Sigh.

 
At December 22, 2014 at 7:39 PM , Blogger emma said...

glad your gramps is doing better!! hang in there!

 
At December 22, 2014 at 7:49 PM , Blogger Madeline C. said...

<3

 
At December 22, 2014 at 7:50 PM , Blogger Madeline C. said...

Pony time is like therapy time. Some people can't live without their therapists.

 
At December 22, 2014 at 7:50 PM , Blogger Madeline C. said...

Thanks :)

 
At December 29, 2014 at 9:05 PM , Blogger Bree said...

:((((((

<3

 

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Missing Him

I'm missing LB a bit... Just being able to get on and go.
I could jump on a couple other horses but it's not the same.

I want to get on my horse.
My ankle is still sore. Still swollen.
Need to get to the Physical Therapist who will hopefully start me on the weight loss track.

I feel pretty crappy (as I stuff Oreos in my face to try and make me feel better).
I haven't felt this crappy about myself since high school.
It's always been an issue for me in the environment that I grew up in.
A lot of people just don't get it.

Gramps is doing a whole lot better.
Saw him today finally, he was awake and very happy to see me.
That made me feel a bit better.


I finally have a full day off tomorrow and I'm going to spend it catching up with some friends I haven't been able to see in a while. I hope that helps. What I'm really looking forward to is trying to spend some time with my horse.

I'm contemplating bringing him to see Cowboy and the crew a little bit earlier. We both need some boot camp and to get back in the game. I was going to wait until February but I don't know if I can wait that long. (Wow, lot's of "I's" today)

I'm tired. I'm sad... I'm a little broken right now. Running to the barn to clean my stall as quickly as possible just to get back to doing something I really don't want to do is killing me. Especially when I see those ears perk up when I pull in the drive way and he watches me run back and forth to the manure pile and the water pump. It's not fair to him. And it's killing me more a little each day.

Hence the Oreos.