Wallaby, Teddy is not really dangerous, he might be in your space and check you over with his lips, but that's about it. He got a good whack for opening his mouth on our friends hand, and he backed off and never tried again. He just likes to explore things.. he was also pushing my helmet around on my head muzzling it ;D
Lacey definitely does not look anywhere near 30 and blind...
Thanks Endiku! She's a gem. It's my hope that she'll make it to 40 or teach my future kids to ride...or at the very least, be in my wedding one day. She can be my "something old"
In any case, I think part of her longevity is that she was retired from about the time she was 10 [she nearly killed a guy who was riding her stupidly...muhaha] until I got her when she was 23. So her body isn't nearly as 'used' as it would have been if she had lived 20-some years of normal work.
And love. Love helps things live, imo. And I more than love her..she's a part of my soul.
ME TOO, Christy! That one is 200% my favorite!
So friendly, Cherrij! Haha
Since we last 'talked', I don't even know what to start with.
Nothing really horse related happened. Lacey's doing great. It's been quite windy so she's doing her typical "must hide from wind!" thing. Interestingly, it's WARM wind. Usually it starts getting colder+oh so rainy around here, about now...but this year is being very strange. We had a week or two of cold+rain-rain-rain in mid-September...and it's been sunny and warmer since then. The grass is growing again and flowers [!!] are popping up, but leaves are still changing. I think Nature is SERIOUSLY confused.
In any case, all this dry weather has created some absolutely gorgeous leaves [something we don't usually get here!] so I am lovvvving it.
1. I got another letter today from my former boss, thanking me for the "gracious text" I sent her on Friday after getting the initial letter. HAH. I thought that was mildly amusing since a) can;t text me back to say that...? b) I am not the one people think of when they think of 'grace'. C) I did not send that text with the feeling of grace behind it! If we're honest, I sent it while I was mad and it was more "here, look how nice I can be! Feel bad about firing me!"-motivated than anything else.
But ok, being remembered as a gracious person is ideal.
In response to my comment about how I wished that we could have talked about her concerns, she said that "that's why that trainer came out!" ....having a trainer come out is not the same as TALKING about concerns.
I am seriously oblivious to everything, alllll the time [look no further than Gman! Haha], and there is no way I would ever put together trainer+"training everyone to be on the same page"=EMILY IS ABOUT TO BE FIRED. And the trainer said I did a really good job..and I tried my hardest to implement what she taught me...
On the plus side, I had lent a few people things at the therapy place and, since I had no warning, I wasn't able to grab them...and I was kinda really bummed about it because one of the things was Lacey's first rope halter with me that I made her [we were using it on Fabs] and another thing was a vintage board game that I bought with my bestie when I was in high school and that has a whole lot of memories attached to it. I realized, after telling Gman about that stuff, that the stuff was the important really sad-making part. I'm sad about losing the job, of course, but losing my sentimental stuff is nearly as bad/worse.
And you know what? Realized that I have a neighbor who actually works at this place [didn't know each other prior to that job but turns out we live seconds from each other!] and I asked her if she'd be willing to grab my stuff for me. And she is 100% on board with it. So she's going to get my stuff, then I'll just pop by her house and grab them.
Gman: you guys are going to practically cry with laughter over this. So we were talking on Sunday about how we're both epically free on Tuesdays and Thursdays and that we should hang out on one of those days.
Gman says to me something about how he doesn't have money for gas or anything+he couldn't pay since he doesn't have a job anymore [his temp job finished up on Friday]. Me, being a not very bright individual, replied something about how I am similarly penniless but I still want to do something! Then I said something about how we could go to the zoo...AGAIN because that'd be free and he was all "yeah! We could go in the morning, we'd be the only ones there!"
Yeah. Ok. It's only taken me two days but really, I need to spend less time talking. Not kidding. He wants to pay for stuff? Um....ok? I accept most heartily?
He doesn't get it that him being there is a big enough prize. Heck, I would pay for HIM if that meant we could do something together!
I wish I understood what is happening here. He does enough reciprocating+caring to make me think something is going on but then... We seriously need to have a "Define The Relationship", *insert documentary narrator voice* or DTR, conversation. Ladies, don't grow up to be like me.
Other interesting fact: I texted him a bit ago to just ask if he was bored yet without working and if we could "unite Team Cool on Thursday" ["Team Cool" is 'our' name. It's ridiculous but came about when, after I told him that I thought he had the market on coolness, he told me that he thought I was "seriously cool" and asked if we could "be cool together" = "Team Cool"]. And blah blah blah, he's not sure if he's free but he'll let me know, blah blah. Keep cho' fingers crossed!
BUT! The interesting part is that whenever I call us "Team Cool", he always tells me more of his present life plan than when I say just "we" or anything like that.
Not sure how that works but "Team Cool" is a magic, information obtaining, bullet.
Just a picture of a colorful tree:
My school at 7am...
And a video of Mr. Atti doing some tricks!
I realized after someone mentioned it that "Back UP" and "up" are basically identical in terms of word choice. DUH. I cannot believe I missed that!! I made sure the hand signals were super different but the words! Silly me!
So "back up" is going to change to "back" to eliminate that confusion.
Hey wallaby. I'm just catching up on your journal. Sorry to hear about what you went through with the job and all, but I think that job just wasn't meant for you. I don't know how you could put up with what they were doing there, day in and day out. It would make me absolutely crazy. Like you, I think there's something better waiting for you in the wings. It was meant to be that you should leave that job because something else is about to happen.
Thanks Caroline. Yeah, it's really for the best. I adored the horses+kids+liked working with Work Creep but I guess it just wasn't meant to be. Since losing it, I feel so much less stressed about everything! I didn't realize what that job was doing to me!
Speaking of Work Creep, he texted me yesterday to say that work was super boring without me. And that none of the people he "had" to work with now were "as cool" as I am. A whole lot of people have very mistaken impressions of my cool-levels. I am really just an awkward horse-nerd. But how sweet is that? Poor guy.
Other thing, apparently Gman and I are indeed hanging out tomorrow. And it'll be the first time we've ever hung out 1:1 outside of church. #nervous
First thing: he has plans after noon, I guess, and wanted to know if hanging out before noon was "enough time". Well, sir, ANY time is better than nothing! Haha In any case, I told him that it was up to him but that a little time was better than nothing.
Shoulda' said forever wouldn't be long enough.
Second thing: then, he was all "Perfect, what should we do?" ....what SHOULD we do, Gman?
Anyway, I texted him a couple of ideas [admittedly bad ideas, so I also asked if he had any ideas] and he hasn't responded yet.
BUT OMG. Hanging out, me and him, by ourselves. WHAT IS HAPPENING.
Sometimes when I read this, I wish I had more of a life. Or had something else to share. But my journal is more like.. work work work with them **** horses. Oh, I had school, oh I have homework.. darn. Ok, work work work, OH, this was funny watch this video
And then I sit here all like.. "Well, I am studying communication, why cannot I make my journal interesting to others? Where am I wrong?" But I guess others just have less free time than me.
Nobody get too excited. We ended up postponing until next Tuesday because he wanted to have more time. So 1. Postponing=bummer 2. He said "let's do it on Tuesday"+"to have more time"=adorable
However, he "forgot to text me back".... someone needs to learn the art of selective sharing. Girls don't like to be "forgotten", as a general rule.
But when I said that Tuesday would be great, he texted back to say "I can't even wait!" = mildly redeeming.
Anyway, so everybody can sleep tonight. Nothing exciting will occur tomorrow.
But I for sure will let you guys know how it goes on Tuesday!!
Apparently I have his whole day, until 4pm at least, 'reserved'..so sweet deal!
[and Christy, too late! We're already going to be friends forever/know each other for forever/be little old people friends. We're basicallllly a pair of 2nd grade girls...only 100% not. Hahahaha]
And here's a drawing from today. I was trying a different "all dots, no lines, approach" for funnsies. No lines=no plan for what this was going to be=why it looks like a really scary bird/bee/dinosaur/thing. Haha
Also, Cherrij, believe me, my life is really boring as heck. I just have a flair for the dramatic and weird stuff happens to me. AND I leave out the 'unexciting' parts of my life like where I'm watching Netflix for 5 hours in a row, or whatever. Because trust me, that happens.
And I never do homework. Ever.
It's a serious flaw. I'll write papers when necessary but homework? Pshaw. I have the hardest time focusing on homework and then I'm all "well, this is onlyyyyy 10% of my final grade! Psh."
Yeah, so color me jealous of people who can actually sit down and get homework done!