It's been a little crazy around here. I'm hoping we can begin getting out the Christmas decorations and start enjoying this time of year! Perhaps we'll even get our Christmas tree this weekend. I'm ever so hopeful!
We did take down all the Halloween (oops)/ Fall decorations this evening, so that's a step in the right direction....right?
Part of my time at Starlight Farm, the barn with the indoor arena that Piety and Flurry are at, involves all of their care - this includes feeding/ mucking/ turning them out during the day. Throw in taking care of Topaz, Siggy and Zeus, not to mention continuing to work on other Akindale horses who are still at ATBR, and that's a full horsey plate with a side of mucking.
So, it's been a little hectic. Saturday was supposed to be a quiet day, but involved two trips to Starlight, a ride on Zeus, grocery shopping, and probably a few other things I can't remember.
It also involved a trip. And fall.
I managed to ride three horses gracefully that day, working all around them, handling some other horses....and as we were headed to the grocery store, I completely went arse over elbow and managed to biff on our basement stairs.
Matt heard the "smack, thwap, bump, kaboom!" as my foot went right out from under me 5 steps from the bottom and I finally came to a rest on the floor. Apparently, Whimsy tipped him off - the ruckus scared her half to death so she flew past him and hid under the bed.
I heard a tentative, "Uhhh, are you alright down there?" from above me. It could have been God.
Probably not with the amount of cursing I was doing.
Since then, my wrist has been completely sore and jammed up. This is the wrist I primarily muck with (which means incredibly deft pitchfork wielding), the one I brace against when dismounting a horse, the one I tuck under my pillow when falling asleep.
Those stairs suck.