I really hope blogger stops hiding my photos. I had to go to extremes to get my Truthful Tuesday graphic up here! #firstworldbloggerproblems. But that's not my confession today. We'll start by discussing my obsession with a clean barn floor. I have hunter green rubber pavers in my barn. They are a challenge to keep clean. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I spend more time sweeping and blowing my aisle than I do anything else. And my poor barn workers.... They just think I'm entirely insane. But I digress. I like my barn floor clean. And I almost never leave a mess on the floor.
The farriers do:
Coming home to that is always a sad evening for me. This takes a good hour to get cleaned up. But I always manage to do it.
Which leads to today's confession. Saturday night was the Connecticut Hunter Jumper Association awards banquet. Cocktails were at 6 and dinner started at 7. I planned to arrive around 6:30 because who wants to socialize for a full hour? In heels? Not me. Additionally, the venue was about 45 minutes away. This meant I really needed to get showered and dressed before feeding the horses. It was bad enough I had to hay, feed, and water in fancy clothes. But I didn't want to be sweeping the aisle in heels. So I left the small hay mess until I returned that night. This in and of itself is a confession! But it's not THE confession today. I arrived home around 11, and my feet were killing me. So.... I swept the barn in my stocking feet.
It's been awhile since I admitted anything gross to all of you. So here it is!
Have you done anything icky recently? Been barefoot in the barn? Have something else you'd like to confess today? Tell me all about it in the comments!