now_loves_mares
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This morning, I woke up on my bank holiday day off feeling in a right mood. My 5yo has mysterious lameness, my 8yo has been off work for 6 MONTHS... and it was an extra flipping day off with nowt to do...
Anyway, I mumped my gums for most of the morning, spent too long on HHO, and generally was this person
At about 1, OH came back from mountain biking (oh how I resent him with his hobby and it's replaceable parts
) and finally got me off the sofa. We went down to the field to do repairs on the field shelter. My girls really cheered me up. We were taking the sledgehammer to the shelter, then whacking nails with a hammer, and the two of them just hung about at risk of getting a sledgehammer in the knee! Honestly, you'd think they'd be a bit scared
but my youngster was nuzzling OH's hair while he was trying to use the hammer! (For legal reasons I should point out that we didn't actually operate the hammer while the horse was within striking distance!)
Anyway, they were so moochy and cuddly I felt much better. Came back up to the yard and managed to clean and oil all my tack; fill a dozen bags of manure to sell to any unsuspecting MP's; dust all the surfaces in my tack room, update my whiteboard with feeds etc; muck out the cat's stable (yes he thinks the spare one belongs to him, the darling); sweep the yard, remove all the little bits of grass growing between the slabs; clean out all my winter sugar beet buckets etc; put my Rambo winter hood in the washing machine; do a spot of weeding in the garden; cook me and OH a nice dinner, order my car tax online; sit on my bottom with lovely glass of white and Springwatch on the telly. Nice.....
So - I am feeling very smug and virtuous, not so much for what I've managed to do, but that I did it on a down day! Somehow that feels like an achievement!
Now for the musing - while mucking out the cat's stable, I was pondering bedding. When we moved in to this house a year ago, the previous owner left deep and fairly new shavings beds in all the stables. I confess to using the beds they left in two of them, though these are now replaced with rubber mats and cardboard bedding. The one remaining shavings bed has never been used, except for a few nights when I painted their stables last year. While mucking it out, I couldn't believe how dusty it was, I kept having to leave the stable to get air. I know it will have broken down over time into finer dust, but it really made me appreciate the cardboard - there really is no dust from that at all, and my RAO girl is hardly ever heard to cough now.
Sorry - this is a very long and completely pointless post! But just felt the need to share
Anyway, I mumped my gums for most of the morning, spent too long on HHO, and generally was this person
At about 1, OH came back from mountain biking (oh how I resent him with his hobby and it's replaceable parts
Anyway, they were so moochy and cuddly I felt much better. Came back up to the yard and managed to clean and oil all my tack; fill a dozen bags of manure to sell to any unsuspecting MP's; dust all the surfaces in my tack room, update my whiteboard with feeds etc; muck out the cat's stable (yes he thinks the spare one belongs to him, the darling); sweep the yard, remove all the little bits of grass growing between the slabs; clean out all my winter sugar beet buckets etc; put my Rambo winter hood in the washing machine; do a spot of weeding in the garden; cook me and OH a nice dinner, order my car tax online; sit on my bottom with lovely glass of white and Springwatch on the telly. Nice.....
So - I am feeling very smug and virtuous, not so much for what I've managed to do, but that I did it on a down day! Somehow that feels like an achievement!
Now for the musing - while mucking out the cat's stable, I was pondering bedding. When we moved in to this house a year ago, the previous owner left deep and fairly new shavings beds in all the stables. I confess to using the beds they left in two of them, though these are now replaced with rubber mats and cardboard bedding. The one remaining shavings bed has never been used, except for a few nights when I painted their stables last year. While mucking it out, I couldn't believe how dusty it was, I kept having to leave the stable to get air. I know it will have broken down over time into finer dust, but it really made me appreciate the cardboard - there really is no dust from that at all, and my RAO girl is hardly ever heard to cough now.
Sorry - this is a very long and completely pointless post! But just felt the need to share
