Not just puny feeling either.

Sick. Really sick. Flu-like symptoms, save for the puking.

I think it’s some sort of upper-respiratory infection I must have picked up at the barrel race. I started feeling bad Monday night on the way home.

By Tuesday morning I was running a mild fever and didn’t want you to touch me, anywhere. I ached all over, but especially my head, ears, chest, back, hands, legs. Oh wait, that is pretty much everywhere. It was nice that it rained on Tuesday, since I didn’t feel like I wasted an entire day that way.

I basically slept the better part of the day on Tuesday. Wednesday I felt a smidge better, but I really still slept the better part of that day too. I finally got up that afternoon and rode a horse. I couldn’t sit inside any longer.

Yesterday I worked, and ran some errands, and basically rode everything on the place there was to ride. Today, I’m wishing I hadn’t. But I had lessons to give and money to make, so I really had NO choice.

I feel worse today, chest congestion-wise than I have all week, and I’m coughing up all sorts of yummy junk. I’m supposed to go see Sex and the City tonight with friends. I’m contemplating NOT going, as I don’t want to be the one girl in there coughing up crap and ruining the movie for everyone else.

*tantrum*

Ok. I’m over it.

I don’t know what I’m going to do about tonight yet, but I know I have like 5 head of horses to ride today. And a lesson to give here right shortly.

Here it is 10:15pm and I’m just finishing up supper.

I was up at 6:30 this morning to do some paperwork, and then horseback. Had a lesson at 10, a lesson at 2, a lesson at 5 and a lesson at 6:30. In addition to the fact that I have 7 horses to ride daily.

I didn’t even make it to get hay and feed today; so it has to be on the agenda for tomorrow. I’m swamped over here. Drowning in things to do. I must find a way to get it all done. I need two of me.

Now I’m not complaining mind you; but the kind of day when you have people to deal with and horses that have a mind of their own, well that makes for it being longer. And rarely do the hour lessons only last an hour. It’s more like an hour and fifteen, and hour and a half… well you can see where this is going.

I’m worn out. In a good way. Sort of. Tomorrow I get to do it all over again.

A facial, so bad.

My skin is once again unhappy with me, and I never did get one this winter, and it’s about to be all hot and sticky out again, and well, sweat and irritated pores, they don’t really mix. So I need another couple weeks to catch up from being slow, and just spend the money and do it- not just talk about it.

Speaking of being slow- I am getting busier. I have only one empty stall right now, and I think it won’t be long before it is filled too- though I do have a horse going home this week. I like having a barn-full of horses to ride every day!

This post turned in to a complete rabbit trail. My apologies.

If this keeps up, I’ll be crippled by at 45!

I’ve currently got a broken finger, a busted knee, and my back hurts, all the time. I’m not intending to sound like I’m complaining, but these horses I’ve been around lately are roughing me up!! Star first, then Kody (right before the ski trip) and then one that broke my finger and one that not once, but twice in the same day this week crashed me into cedar trees and then yesterday the round-pen fence. I’d rather have crashed into the tree. Cedars are at least fluffy.

My mother asked me a week or so ago “if money were no object would you still work as hard and as long as you do?”

I didn’t even hesitate when I answered, well yeah, probably. I might ride less outside horses and have 4-5 of my own good barrel horses, and I’d go to more barrel races too if money were no object.

My work consumes me. And it’s not that it’s work- it’s a way of life to me. It is who I am. I’m married to my horses. And I rather like it. It’s never bothered me. Is it inconvenient sometimes? Absolutely. But do I ever think to myself, “Boy, I wish I didn’t have to do this everyday”? NEVER!

It’s a hard concept for many people to grasp. But I’ve manage to make my passion and my once, hobby, into a living. And I LOVE IT. It makes LIFE more ENJOYABLE!

They say that if you do something you love, you’ll never work a day in your life. It’s true.