I have been checking out this riding academy down the road from my house (about 2 miles away) for about a month now. I made friends with them on face book and look at the pictures on their website longingly... and dream about one day of riding a horse again.... I kept telling myself that I couldn't ride because I couldn't leave the kids for more then two hours. I was still breast feeding James, and I didn't want him to be formula fed.
Anyway, guess what bitches?!?! Jbone no longer needs me. He is a big boy and eating real food, and he has two teeth coming in, which tells me that my services are done. YeeHAAAA....
So the Stable posted last night on facebook that they were in need of a working hand, someone to help out around the barn in the evening. Say what? The evening? I can do evenings now. The hubster gets home from work and all he needs to do is eat dinner and put the boys to bed. I wouldn't be a bad mother if I worked nights. Everything was pointing to me to do this. Ride horses, get paid, be happy, not miss out on raising the boys. AND the hubster said it was OK.
I didn't even have to think about it, I just automatically wrote the stable a letter telling them my wants and needs, and within 5 minutes I had a reply to come on by the following day. I just went for my interview to check out the stable.
Its a cute little ten stall barn with 13 horses, mostly rescues. They teach lessons to little kids to adults. There is an outdoor ring with good footing and a small indoor ring. The lady that runs it is awesome. She is young and not ugly. Rare in the horse world. It isn't snobby, and everyone I spoke to was normal. I'm normally shy, and won't know what to say to people... and end up sweating and drooling a little and then will blurt something out inappropriate... not this time. I had this in the bag. I was confident, and told good stories, and introduced myself to everyone. "Hi, I'm Liz... I'm amazing, and you are?" It was like I was standing outside of my body and watching this God walk around, and it was me.
Horses are the only thing I have confidence in... so I took charge and left with a whole week of riding for free to get my core and legs back in shape with the potential to work there training and teaching when money starts rolling in. I tried not to look like this was the best deal of my life. I just smiled and said I would see her tomorrow. Inside though... my little head? Was the fourth of July. My heart was beating for the first time since I had James, and my hands and face were frozen solid, I couldn't wait to get back into the car.
I'm so excited I'm shaking... mostly from the cold it was so cold there that I thought at one point I could have easily snapped my finger off. I was going to call my mom and dad to tell them the news, but they don't care about me and horses... They can just read this instead.
AND at 3:00 today we are going to pick out some new family members. (chicks)
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| Me on "Moon" right before I started dating the hubster. Last horse I had in 2007?. |
It feels good to be happy, I should try this more often. Sure beats depression.
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