The Things We Do For Love
Work: None. Heat therapy.
In high school, my friends would call on a Friday evening,
“Hey, we’re going to a party. Want to come?”
To which I would say,
“No. I have to get up for a horse show tomorrow morning.”
In college, I looked into the Peace Corps. I got as far as a form that said ‘If you sign this & we assign you, you have to go’. Granted this was fairly early in the process, but it made me realize I wasn’t going to leave my horse nor stop riding for two years.
These days, we have not gotten the current arrangement of horses settled to the point that we can both leave the property overnight. No impromptu mini-honeymoons in New Orleans for us.
Mostly, I haven’t minded. However, this weekend, they cost me bricks!
On Saturday, BrickFair held a basket auction (Chinese raffle for the unPC) of free LEGO sets. You had to be present to win. When I woke up Saturday, Rodney was on full alert over hunters in the woods. In his defense, black powder season is LOUD. So, I had to wait for him to calm down enough to feed. Good-bye auction. On Saturday evening after the public hours, my LEGO club (go ahead & snark – it’s a blast) held a parts draft (splitting a set among ourselves). When the draft was delayed, I decided I couldn’t wait, sold my share, & came home to check the horses. They were fine. Waiting in my email was a notice that one of my MOCs (my own creation) was nominated for an award. Yeah! However, I had not posted a picture and nominees with pictures tended to get more votes. It would have been a piece of cake to find someone to take and upload a photo. You can always count on geeks to be technology-enabled. However the MOC was 30 miles away because, all together now, I had come home early to check the horses. It didn’t win.
I realize that my raffle tickets might not have been drawn had I been there. That the person who bought my place to had just as much fun as I would have had. That my MOC might not have won with a photo. Plus, I know that there are plenty worse things that happen every day, even right on my own road. But. Still. It would be one thing if Rodney was winning, or even entertaining. All this for a horse who is already a source of epic frustration. On the upside, the horses are fine. I enjoyed the rest of BrickFair. And, I got a blog post out of it.
What have you given up for horses?