Showing posts with label short days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short days. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 12, 2024

Truthful Tuesday

 


My confession today is that since the time change, when I'm not riding or with my horses, I'm kind of a garbage human. By that I mean, I've been sitting on my butt quite a bit lately. For example, Monday. Monday is my non riding day. So normally I use it to do all the house chores and whatever other projects are accumulating around here. This Monday though, I stupidly scheduled a dentist appointment smack dab in the middle of the day. Which really put a cramp in my getting things accomplished. (I broke a tooth a couple weeks ago, so had to get it patched up.)

The day started out well enough. I got up on time and did my PT exercises. (Twice a week minimum to keep the knee functioning!) Took a shower so I wouldn't be smelly for the dentist. Got my tooth fixed and treated myself to an overpriced coffee. I did actually get some organizing done in my home barn after that, then walked the dog. I had to run over to the winter barn to wrap Eros and swap blankets since it was going to be cold overnight. They will blanket for me there, but I haven't learned all the schedules of who works when so I don't know who to ask yet. Plus I love being able to go on a Monday and just put eyes on them. And after that? It was dark out and I didn't want to clean the house anymore. So I didn't. Rita and I had dinner and we sat around like a couple of sloths for the rest of the evening. And now? I still need to clean the house. Tonight I'm doing laundry, so while I'm being partially lazy and sitting on my butt between load changes, at least something is getting done!

Anyone else struggling with all the darkness this time of year?

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Truthful Tuesday

I have such a conflict occurring... On the one hand I HATE winter. I hate everything about it: the short days, the cold, the SNOW and ICE! Ugh. I don't even like thinking about it. Which leads me to resent Autumn. It only brings one thing after all. But here's where the conflict comes in... I love boots. And pumpkin flavored everything. Does that make me a hypocrite? Does anyone else feel this conflict in their lives?? Seriously. Do I hide my love for boots and pumpkin, or own it despite hating everything they stand for? #firstworldproblems
I shall leave you with a pictorial description of my problem:

Already dark out for Rio's 7 pm walk
but how great are my Vince Camuto boots that I traded for on Little Black Bag