|TBT to video stills of Midge and I having fun on XC last spring. Happy times :)|
So, last night I went to the barn, and spent some time hugging B and Ginger (neither are cuddly, Bridget tolerates it, Ginger is now likely traumatized by my excessive feels and neediness ;)
My lesson was average, some bad, some ok, and some good. I like average lessons, because they help give me a structure for when things aren't going perfectly, but aren't so bad that there's no redemption.
This should be the place where I tie all my rambling thoughts together with an analogy about fighting vs making things easier on yourself, or even dedication and hard work bringing results, but yeah, personal life at the moment is not that simple and won't be solved by horses. What I do know is the barn and the ponies are keeping me sane and I look forward to and enjoy lesson nights very much. Also, a few more paycheques will bring me closer to affording a dressage saddle for Xmas. Priorities :)