Help - I have been invaded by unhorsey mum !

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Mum has come to keep me company to day, she is just back off her hols - dad has gone to sort out my horses with that wonderful spring in his step - i bet he will be back for the tack in the morning !

So - i have been left with mum - she is in tidy mode - she is picking up various pieces of tack, muddy boots, etc and coming into the living room and saying "and this !" subtle sign of - can i throw this away ???

I have been asked if i am running a tack shop - well she has just dusted 8 saddles, and about 20 bridles, has nearly had kittens when i told her to put the last week of my riding - saddle clothes in the washer - she has refused even though the washer in the garage is for horsy stuff.

I just hope hubby comes home and can retreive most of my stuff out the bin - i am sure she has chucked some things away that she has not asked me !

She is now ironing my jodphurs and has tidyed me up - she has laid the coffee table with OPEN brouchers of kitchens i have been looking at....

I love my mum !
 
Ironing Jods? Dont let her do that!!!!
Tell if she cannot bare to put the saddle cloths through the machine, she is very welcome to do them by hand. :D
Ohhh and tell her dusting saddles is not allowed, if she wishes to clean them, give her the tack cleaning bucket!:D
 
It was a trade off - hubbies underpants or my jods - i could only resuce one or the other !

And i did not want hubby known as "Justin Underpants" at the christmas dinner this year !lol
 
Haha my mum does that too. We have white laminate floors in rented flat - not ideal!

Defo present her with tack cleaning stuff, she is going to love that! 8 saddles will keep her busy for hours!
 
Give her your sat nav and my post code please!!!!!

Ever notice how much better than us they can tidy???

And you could always send her out with a shopping list.....
 
Dont they just - she has managed to pile all the horse mags and shooting mags into piles AND NOT STOP TO READ THEM !

And all the yard cups have got bleach in them - tea will never taste the same ! she finished off by putting a cloth over my wellies !
 
Ha ha. When i was a teenager i dreaded coming home to the sound of hoovering in my bedroom and tge smell of polish wafting downstairs. Mum woukd be huffing her way through my mess putting everything away and leaving it all immaculate. As i stepped through the front door my stomach would knot as i knew i would be getting "the lecture". i am now in my 50's - and still get exactly that same feeling when i arrive on the yard, see mums car parked there, and find our locker door open and all our horsey possessions spread around the yard being thouroughly sorted out!
 
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