Sunday, December 21
Dec. 22nd, 2025 03:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Just dragging my ass through the day after really not getting any sleep. The congestion kept waking me up, or my restless legs.
My Sweetie's assistance in getting through chores and such. It was/is still very cold, but with his help it went faster.
We gave Wonder/ponies a short amount of time to move around in larger pastures, and I was able to let the goats move around one at a time in the garage to relieve them of the monotony of their small pens.
My Sweetie replaced the rubber sweep on the bottom of the door of the pottery shed with one that is thinner so it has better clearance over the floor.
Then we went to go see River together.
He was happy to come in and get some mash, and seemed to have decent energy for work in the arena.
He did well with our general work, and well with not rushing in one direction or pulling out to the wall.
For a short while we overlapped with R and her daughter L, who were exercising some of the other horses in the arena to keep their bowels moving properly in this cold weather. Horses have a tendency to stand in one place and "hunker down" when it's super cold, and that can have some negative effects on their digestion.
Then we came home and I made supper and we watched a movie made in 2004 with Colin Farrell called "A Home at the end of the World" that was set in the 1970's/1980's.
It was unsettling in places, and feels like they sort of missed the window where including a character dying of HIV/AIDS felt relevant. Or at least, it didn't seem to have the same impact as it would have if it were filmed in the '80's.
It was barely okay, and strange to see Colin so youthful.
Edit: I neglected to mention that I talked with my Brother M, who just moved to a town just under an hour away from us. He and his wife went through a weird year where she left him behind in Manitoba on their acreage and came to Alberta and worked on a market garden farm until he tied up loose ends and sold their place and my brother could move in with her in October.
Oddly, it sounds like the place they bought was more like a summer cabin that had no insulation or proper heating system...and they moved into it in October. They scrambled to do some work on it (replacing the roof, of all things) and insulate what they could before the cold weather hit. It sounds like it's still not very warm, and that they're sort of making due with electric space heaters.
This seems like such a weird scenario to me. Like, did they not get any money for their property in Manitoba? That was a nice place with 20 acres of land, they should have had the money to buy a proper house, not a small summer cabin.
Well, I'm sure they have their reasons. I do know that they have the skills to make it nice to live in, it's just going to be a rough winter.
Just dragging my ass through the day after really not getting any sleep. The congestion kept waking me up, or my restless legs.
My Sweetie's assistance in getting through chores and such. It was/is still very cold, but with his help it went faster.
We gave Wonder/ponies a short amount of time to move around in larger pastures, and I was able to let the goats move around one at a time in the garage to relieve them of the monotony of their small pens.
My Sweetie replaced the rubber sweep on the bottom of the door of the pottery shed with one that is thinner so it has better clearance over the floor.
Then we went to go see River together.
He was happy to come in and get some mash, and seemed to have decent energy for work in the arena.
He did well with our general work, and well with not rushing in one direction or pulling out to the wall.
For a short while we overlapped with R and her daughter L, who were exercising some of the other horses in the arena to keep their bowels moving properly in this cold weather. Horses have a tendency to stand in one place and "hunker down" when it's super cold, and that can have some negative effects on their digestion.
Then we came home and I made supper and we watched a movie made in 2004 with Colin Farrell called "A Home at the end of the World" that was set in the 1970's/1980's.
It was unsettling in places, and feels like they sort of missed the window where including a character dying of HIV/AIDS felt relevant. Or at least, it didn't seem to have the same impact as it would have if it were filmed in the '80's.
It was barely okay, and strange to see Colin so youthful.
Edit: I neglected to mention that I talked with my Brother M, who just moved to a town just under an hour away from us. He and his wife went through a weird year where she left him behind in Manitoba on their acreage and came to Alberta and worked on a market garden farm until he tied up loose ends and sold their place and my brother could move in with her in October.
Oddly, it sounds like the place they bought was more like a summer cabin that had no insulation or proper heating system...and they moved into it in October. They scrambled to do some work on it (replacing the roof, of all things) and insulate what they could before the cold weather hit. It sounds like it's still not very warm, and that they're sort of making due with electric space heaters.
This seems like such a weird scenario to me. Like, did they not get any money for their property in Manitoba? That was a nice place with 20 acres of land, they should have had the money to buy a proper house, not a small summer cabin.
Well, I'm sure they have their reasons. I do know that they have the skills to make it nice to live in, it's just going to be a rough winter.
