Friday, October 31
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gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Some sleep, though it didn't feel like enough. The cats were pretty insistent that I get up today when my eyes opened.
My Sweetie was already away doing other things in town. He picked up our new mattress, paid the bills that were in the mail box, and was looking for something else for the sheds (not sure anymore what it was).
He did get home before I went to see River, and I asked him to help trim the goat's hooves. I've noticed for a few weeks that they needed doing, and it's been just too busy to get to them; plus it's a two person job.
We did that, and I am often frustrated by how the goats will not allow themselves to be caught, and how they seem to understand our intentions. These are goats that are normally friendly and FINE with being pet and snuggled, but the moment you walk in there to trim their hooves, they're gone.
It takes a lot of work to catch them, and I hate that in that time they see us as "predators".
Yet, the SECOND we are finished with their hooves, they understand that we're not predators anymore, and don't run away.
My husband informed me when he got home that I "had to go pay the mechanic for the work on his car", and the mechanic closed at 5 pm. He tells me this at 3 pm.
He literally drove past the mechanic's today, and a few other times this past week, in the morning before I'm up. What he seemed to be unable to do, was to plan to pay, and to get a check from me (this mechanic only takes checks).
So I had to go and do it today, though it's not out of my way when I'm going to the barn...it's just something about how my husband could easily have done it too, but somehow it's MY job because I have checks in my purse.
I mean, I could give him the check book, and then it could be his job if he felt like it, without me making a special trip.
Anyhow. I went to the barn afterwards.
River and all of the other horses were all worked up today. I don't know if it was the wind, or what, but they were all very sure they were in grave danger.
River was pretty much useless as far as learning. There were obstacles set up in the arena for people who were doing them for Halloween, so I tried to get him to do these.
He has done these obstacles a thousand times. While he didn't spook at them (except for the big snake thing that he hasn't seen since last Halloween) he was tight and not able to connect the whole time.
It's so strange when he's like this, but it's like...he DOES what you ask, but he's so worried that you think he might faint or something.
So I guess it was good to just keep being patient with him and doing things, and by the end of our session he seemed a little better...? Hopefully it built some trust with me, in that I was patient with him.
Then I spent some quality time with the kittens.
I came home, and my Sweetie was still out in the pottery shed.
I was cold and wanted food, and I had been hoping he had made supper, but instead I had to do it, but I also sat there not knowing if he was coming in to eat. I texted him and he replied that he'd be in "in half an hour".
I was already kind of miffed about him not being inside and making supper (he often does on Friday, because he's home to do it), but he didn't come in when I got home. I felt like it sucked to see so little of him on a day off.
He came in later, and right away went to soak in the tub after eating, and stayed there for something like an hour or more, after barely talking with me.
That annoyed me too, because the OTHER thing I look forward to on the weekend is watching movies together, or talking for a while, and I knew that he would just go to bed after a bath.
So I talked to him about all of that when he finally got out of the bath, and he played it like "he had no idea that I would want to watch a movie", or why it would bother me that he stayed out late working in the shed when he knew I would want to be eating.
He made it out that if had just gone out to the shed and talked to him about all the things I wanted, that he would have done EVERYTHING differently.
Sigh.
What husband, after being married for twenty years, can't figure out that his wife would want to sit and watch a movie together on the weekend when he's home, and that it's rude to instead go sit in the bath tub for the length of time it would have taken to watch the movie with her?
Some sleep, though it didn't feel like enough. The cats were pretty insistent that I get up today when my eyes opened.
My Sweetie was already away doing other things in town. He picked up our new mattress, paid the bills that were in the mail box, and was looking for something else for the sheds (not sure anymore what it was).
He did get home before I went to see River, and I asked him to help trim the goat's hooves. I've noticed for a few weeks that they needed doing, and it's been just too busy to get to them; plus it's a two person job.
We did that, and I am often frustrated by how the goats will not allow themselves to be caught, and how they seem to understand our intentions. These are goats that are normally friendly and FINE with being pet and snuggled, but the moment you walk in there to trim their hooves, they're gone.
It takes a lot of work to catch them, and I hate that in that time they see us as "predators".
Yet, the SECOND we are finished with their hooves, they understand that we're not predators anymore, and don't run away.
My husband informed me when he got home that I "had to go pay the mechanic for the work on his car", and the mechanic closed at 5 pm. He tells me this at 3 pm.
He literally drove past the mechanic's today, and a few other times this past week, in the morning before I'm up. What he seemed to be unable to do, was to plan to pay, and to get a check from me (this mechanic only takes checks).
So I had to go and do it today, though it's not out of my way when I'm going to the barn...it's just something about how my husband could easily have done it too, but somehow it's MY job because I have checks in my purse.
I mean, I could give him the check book, and then it could be his job if he felt like it, without me making a special trip.
Anyhow. I went to the barn afterwards.
River and all of the other horses were all worked up today. I don't know if it was the wind, or what, but they were all very sure they were in grave danger.
River was pretty much useless as far as learning. There were obstacles set up in the arena for people who were doing them for Halloween, so I tried to get him to do these.
He has done these obstacles a thousand times. While he didn't spook at them (except for the big snake thing that he hasn't seen since last Halloween) he was tight and not able to connect the whole time.
It's so strange when he's like this, but it's like...he DOES what you ask, but he's so worried that you think he might faint or something.
So I guess it was good to just keep being patient with him and doing things, and by the end of our session he seemed a little better...? Hopefully it built some trust with me, in that I was patient with him.
Then I spent some quality time with the kittens.
I came home, and my Sweetie was still out in the pottery shed.
I was cold and wanted food, and I had been hoping he had made supper, but instead I had to do it, but I also sat there not knowing if he was coming in to eat. I texted him and he replied that he'd be in "in half an hour".
I was already kind of miffed about him not being inside and making supper (he often does on Friday, because he's home to do it), but he didn't come in when I got home. I felt like it sucked to see so little of him on a day off.
He came in later, and right away went to soak in the tub after eating, and stayed there for something like an hour or more, after barely talking with me.
That annoyed me too, because the OTHER thing I look forward to on the weekend is watching movies together, or talking for a while, and I knew that he would just go to bed after a bath.
So I talked to him about all of that when he finally got out of the bath, and he played it like "he had no idea that I would want to watch a movie", or why it would bother me that he stayed out late working in the shed when he knew I would want to be eating.
He made it out that if had just gone out to the shed and talked to him about all the things I wanted, that he would have done EVERYTHING differently.
Sigh.
What husband, after being married for twenty years, can't figure out that his wife would want to sit and watch a movie together on the weekend when he's home, and that it's rude to instead go sit in the bath tub for the length of time it would have taken to watch the movie with her?
