Then, I travel the two hours home every second weekend and amongst all the fun of visiting, I struggle a little.
Dinner out Friday night with G was fun. Bumping into friends I hadn't seen in forever and having an impromptu birthday party was wonderful. Fireworks on the beach courtesy of a local festival, an added bonus to a great night.
|Sunset from our deck|
Waking up in the morning snuggled up with G and our cat doesn't happen often enough.
Saturday, I headed up to volunteer for a horsey event. The drill team from where I work during the week had travelled up a demo, and the local girls had arranged a fun games day at our beautiful club grounds to coincide with that. So many friends, old and new, to say hi to, and the sense of community there is amazing.
|Coach from years past, S, upping the difficulty factor and bringing a tiny equine along for some of the games. Too cute.|
|Bridget's one and only ride at the club grounds, a clinic shortly after I bought her|
Saturday night, take out dinner and Netflix with G (and our cat who is more like a dog). what should be a normal evening in, but it's a rarity these days
|G taking Ginger to the lake a few years ago now|
And Sunday afternoon, back on the ferry boat to Bridget and my home away from home.
I miss living full time with G. I miss the friends I've had since I was a kid. I miss the little horsey community. I even miss our seemingly never ending hunt for a little horse property of our own.
|Bridget again from that clinic, don't think I ever shared these nice pics!|
But, I love the opportunity I have here. I like having a good, secure job in my field with above average wages. I really like the area. The people are great. I love being able to take regular lessons, go to shows, and check off some of those long held horsey goals. I remind myself of how frustrated I was career and finances wise at home, how busy G is, and how difficult it is there horse wise.
|It's beautiful here too|