Man I hate when life gets in the way of the fun stuff... My poor ponies have been woefully ignored the last month or so, and while there's a light at the end of the tunnel - it feels far enough away that it's not worth looking at yet.
Between weddings (whee!) and work (boo) and lawsuits and retreats and everything that seems to fill my day, I feel like I haven't been getting nearly enough horse time.
I hardly see P1 anyway, but I miss my semi-regularly scheduled trips out to see her. And having watched week after week after week of gorgeous sunshine slip by I'm even more sorry not to have squashed in more opportunities to hit the trail.
P2 should be easier to stay in touch with, but I feel like I've even been missing on my time with her. I've officially only ridden in my new jump saddle twice, and the new dressage saddle once. The notion of having new tack that's not being played with is slaying my nine year old self.
I do take comfort in the fact that S is keeping P2 in almost full time work, so she's not just languishing - but she's definitely missing out her toe trims, tail brushings and obsessive nose kissing.
I'm hoping that after next week my work load will lighten significantly... the big international conference I'm helping to chair will be done and I'm hoping that will give me back my sanity.
Plus it's only 31 days until Pia comes back! I guess it's a good thing that I delayed her return (again). I'd be feeling much much worse if I dragged her back from Camp only to ignore her..