How is it the 9th of July already? I'm so far behind, it should at least only be June. The days fly by with kids' activities that there's barely any time for the horses. We'd gone on a family vacation for the 4th and came back Sunday only to discover that the ponies had been out the ENTIRE time we were gone. For whatever reason, that brought me to tears. I'm sure everyone thought I was being stupid or over reacting. I'm not really sure why I was so upset. Only that they are my responsibility and something serious could have happened to them. It might not seem like I'm that passionate right now about the horses but I am. And their care is still of my utmost concern even if I'm not talking about it much.
We had thought about going on another quick trip with the kids this weekend but decided to stay home. There's too much to do at home to get everything done. We need to start thinking about fall and upcoming winter. Last year didnt' count because I couldn't get past the end of September as far as planning goes. But the year before around the first of August, I'd go for a walk and my entire chest would tighten up. It had nothing to do with me walking. It had everything to do with me thinking about what needed to be done and not having time to get it all done. I'm going to be in the same boat soon and I don't want to.
I realized just this week that my coveralls from this past winter are still hanging up from the last time I used them and haven't been washed. Everything is right where I left it last (including all of the blankets that we used this past winter). I need to pull out the power washer and see if we can't wash them that way instead. Once we get them washed, I need to waterproof them as well. I don't think we will be as lucky as last year and score free blankets so we need to get these washed, repaired and reorganized. Some days my procrastination is a bonus but other times it's a curse. I don't want to be caught unprepared this coming winter.
I did talk with our hay guy over the 4th and he said we will have our hay. If he still had cattle, that wouldn't be the case. Where he's at (next to my parents), there has been a bubble where they didn't get any rain. It was two or three years where everything around them got rain except right over their fields (including my hay ground). Now, that bubble burst and there seems to be a massive amount of rain over all of the fields. When driving up there this past weekend, I noticed of the six fields I could see, five of them were not planted. The hay ground that will be ours for hay, looks good. But we were warned that the hay would be a bit more tough than last year. It's going to be two cuttings into one. He didn't get a chance to cut the first round because it constantly rained. They had planned to cut and bale this week but we are getting a downpour as I type this so I'm not sure we'll get our hay this week or not. Not that we haul hay this time of year but it would be nice to see our hay lined up and waiting for us.
My cousin called to say that they had to put one of her beloved horses down. She'd actually asked us to take the pair but I was pregnant at the time and couldn't handle more horses. Now that she's lost her horse, she wants to make sure her other horse doesn't get lonely as she's never been by herself before. So we are going to try a new thing, long-term foster. I'll write more about that later. Now back to the paying job.
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