TRYING.............
What a difference a day makes. Yesterday I couldn't make up my mind about Billy and me. I was supposed to go on a huge trailride with my "friends". Party friends. But Billy and I have been talking. And yesterday I made an impulsive decision about us. I ditched the big trailride to instead do something with Billy that was my idea. I invited him to go camping with me, just the two of us, at the Davidson Foundation. It's 2000 acres of wooded trails. Up and down rocky hills, over creeks, etc. etc.. So we drove up to Diana yesterday, camped out last night, just the two of us, talked a lot, slept very little last night for the ground was hard as hell, then got up this morning and rode 4 hours.
We took shakota and sassy for the ride. I didn't know how Sassy would do in the woods. But after all was said and done, Sassy did very well indeed. She walked across the logs, rocks, creeks, etc. like she has done it all her life. Although Shakota is the actual trailblazer pony, she followed every step he made without a fuss. Occassionally I'd put Sassy in the lead to start building some confidence in her on the trails too. She did well, although it took a little extra urging to keep her moving when she was out front. Like I said, she's just got to build confidence on the trail. But more of this kind of riding will certainly do that.
We actually enjoyed riding in the woods more than we do the big trailrides on roads. On the road, with the peopple we've been riding with, they all race down the road on their gaited horses. The faster the better. And get back to camp quickly so they can party. And trust me. It IS one big party. But riding in the woods..........it's a slow ride. It's so much more relaxing, and in beautiful piney wood forrest. We really enjoyed ourselves.
Everyone and their brother it seemed called my phone when I didn't show up at the big ride. It wasn't like me to just not show up and not answer my phone. But we needed to get away from all the rat race. phones. manipulative people, all the b.s..
I have to say something here that you don't know. I have been a pot head since the age of 14. I was clean for 9 years then fell off the wagon another nine years. It got to the point where the using was completely out of control. I was out of control. And several people I know were a bad influence in this regard. Billy was really pushing me to clean up and get my life together and I have really fought doing so. I "didn't want to lose my friends". Well, like Bill said, if they were really my friends they would support me in what I need to do in my life.............in particular, like "cleaning up". Well I have now been clean for 3 days. since my birthday. And yes I'm feeling better. but I have to admit that it's not easy letting go. I'm just blessed in that I haven't been hooked on something worse than pot. for those who say weed is not addictive.............................Let me tell you right now.............IT IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm living proof!
So, I have decided to pull away from those people who have been a negative influence on me. I can't be around them because it's like a kid in a candy store. If it's put in front of me, I couldn't say no just yet. So the best thing to do is simply avoid their company for now. Sad to say.....but true. I'm really trying to do this. I need to get my life together.
Billy and I are going to church in the morning too. It's called Cowboy Church. And they are growing like gang busters. They have trailrides and all sorts of things. And I need to get involved in church again.
Billy and I are going to try to work on our marriage. We're both tiredd of fighting and arguiing. Neither of us wants to be alone. I have also come to realize that I simply cannot make it by myself. There's no way I can run this farm alone. I need a man to help me on this farm. the sad thing is that without Billy, all kinds of men have come out of the wood works like freakin' cockroaches. And they all want one thing. And I'm not a piece of meat to be sold to the highest bidder. I simply cannot do this "single woman" thing. I just can't. Not right now. I don't have a job and can't get one that would support my horse habit because I'm on disabilty. there's no way my income will support this farm. I HAVE to have the help of a mate. Period. And Billy is, afterall, my husband. I may as well make it work with him if at all possible. We are starting marriage counseling Monday evening. Maybe it will help. I don't know. I'd rather just ignore everything that's gone on between us and start over. I don't know if we can really do this but I have to try.
Trouble is my mother does not agree with my decision. she despises Billy because of what we have already been through. He HAS said some ugly things and money has been the bain of existance in this marriage. But somehow we've got to get through all this. Maybe we'll get a miracle.
I've been thinking about my journal lately too. I think I'm gonna start writing my horses stories on here. I think people would be interested in my farm tales. Each horse has it's own story. And God knows, there's never a dull moment around here because of some antic the horses pull. for instance, the horse in training....Scorpio.....broke 3 fence posts today when he got hung in the fence because he and Shakota were fighting. Sooooooooooooooo......................we'll be repairing a fence tomorrow afternoon. but that's ok. it's just farm life.
yes......it's time to move on to something positive in my writings and stop all this complaining and belly aching. I want to get back to what I originally started this journal for...............sharing my farm life.
I appreciate how you have each supported me throughout this time of hardshhip. Were it not for an occassional posting of encouragement from you guys, I'd have completely fallen apart. But your encouragement has meant the world to me, and I want you to know this.
Take care. Have a blessed evening.
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