Friday, March 7
Mar. 7th, 2025 11:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Getting good sleep.
Having another go at writing an email to the executive of the pottery studio, this time a bit more organized and pointed.
I am just so tired of expending my energy on this, and always being so angry.
By the time I did chores and such, it was time to go to the barn to see River.
Our session was good, though a little short. I worked with him on the four pylon pattern and did a little better with it.
I wanted to try standing on him while holding the umbrella, but it's very awkward and he wants to walk off instead of standing still. We can keep working with it, I suppose. He doesn't seem scared of it, but just not sure what it is that I want.
I stayed and worked with Amber again during the woman with health challenges' lesson.
Amber was a little weirded out by the Surefoot pads that I wanted to use to help her loosen up, even though I know I've used them with her before. So I spent some time making sure she was okay with them. Then we did some lunging.
When we were cleaning up the barn for the night, I chatted with R. In a roundabout way, the conversation got to the topic of having kids, since my husband and I don't have any. She asked if it was by choice, and I said yes. I was always pretty firmly not wanting to have kids.
She said she didn't want kids either, that their daughter L wasn't planned (though I feel like she is loved and so on). That felt like a big thing to know about them. She told me about finding out about being pregnant and how she was so not ready for it, and how she juggled being very busy with her dog grooming and dog obedience business, building their house and barn, working with horses, while raising her daughter while her husband was away at work (as a commercial electrician, his job was like my husband's, where he worked on big industrial projects at various locations. He is retired from that job now).
It's a bit strange that at other times, R has mentioned that being with her husband just "sort of happened" and he "wasn't even really her type", and now she mentions that her daughter was really part of the plan. Yet, here she is with a husband she's been married to for about 20 years and a nearly grown daughter, and I hope it's been a good thing for all of them.
I came home and put Dandy back with his little herd, and my husband was home by then.
I heated up a can of soup for my Sweetie since he can't eat anything that might mess with the stitches in his mouth, and he wrote his own email to the executive in response to their frankly passive aggressive stupid email to the pottery studio members.
Then he had a bath and went to bed. He hasn't been having much sleep this week.
Getting good sleep.
Having another go at writing an email to the executive of the pottery studio, this time a bit more organized and pointed.
I am just so tired of expending my energy on this, and always being so angry.
By the time I did chores and such, it was time to go to the barn to see River.
Our session was good, though a little short. I worked with him on the four pylon pattern and did a little better with it.
I wanted to try standing on him while holding the umbrella, but it's very awkward and he wants to walk off instead of standing still. We can keep working with it, I suppose. He doesn't seem scared of it, but just not sure what it is that I want.
I stayed and worked with Amber again during the woman with health challenges' lesson.
Amber was a little weirded out by the Surefoot pads that I wanted to use to help her loosen up, even though I know I've used them with her before. So I spent some time making sure she was okay with them. Then we did some lunging.
When we were cleaning up the barn for the night, I chatted with R. In a roundabout way, the conversation got to the topic of having kids, since my husband and I don't have any. She asked if it was by choice, and I said yes. I was always pretty firmly not wanting to have kids.
She said she didn't want kids either, that their daughter L wasn't planned (though I feel like she is loved and so on). That felt like a big thing to know about them. She told me about finding out about being pregnant and how she was so not ready for it, and how she juggled being very busy with her dog grooming and dog obedience business, building their house and barn, working with horses, while raising her daughter while her husband was away at work (as a commercial electrician, his job was like my husband's, where he worked on big industrial projects at various locations. He is retired from that job now).
It's a bit strange that at other times, R has mentioned that being with her husband just "sort of happened" and he "wasn't even really her type", and now she mentions that her daughter was really part of the plan. Yet, here she is with a husband she's been married to for about 20 years and a nearly grown daughter, and I hope it's been a good thing for all of them.
I came home and put Dandy back with his little herd, and my husband was home by then.
I heated up a can of soup for my Sweetie since he can't eat anything that might mess with the stitches in his mouth, and he wrote his own email to the executive in response to their frankly passive aggressive stupid email to the pottery studio members.
Then he had a bath and went to bed. He hasn't been having much sleep this week.
