So, today I am feeling like the worst horse mommy ever. I have barely spent time with Jean Luc in the past week and a half due to one of my favorite volunteering activities (Staffing at the WVU 4-H Older Members Conference held at Jackson's Mill), that in turn led me to catching a pretty legit cold.
Yesterday was the first time I made it out to see Jean Luc in several days. His new saddle came while I was working camp and I was extatic to try it on him! It did not fit exactly how it should, so I'm sending it back for a better fitting one. (As an aside, go Stateline Tack for making that process STRESS FREE!)
But today is about how guilty I feel. I can't shake it. I'm sure it happens to the best of us, sadly, thanks to a few scheduling conflicts and I wasn't even free tonight until after 6 PM. Thing is, I miss my fella. I know sniffling, hacking and fighting off cold sweats is good for no one, though. I just keep telling myself, "Life happens." I just keep telling myself it will be better for both of us IF I actually take the time to not feel like donkey turds?!
I wonder, other horse mommas and papas, do you ever wish you could talk horse. I often wish I could text with Jean Luc. Send a quick, "Hey, thinking of you. Don't lose another shoe. Is the herd playing nice today?" - that sort of thing.
While completely irrational, I know I'm not the only one that thinks about these things. I mean look at what SmartPack created. . .
Tomorrow is another day. Tonight I committed to getting better, so no sense is wallowing in regret about that decision - roll with it. Tonight, sleep, because tomorrow WE RIDE!
My name is Chelsey.
Generator's Cuevo Gold, or as he's known around this barn, "Jean-Luc Ponycard", was foaled in 2004 from Generator's Hurricane & Cheyenne's Little Bit.