Much Better, Thanks

And I Shared A Lovely Day

I was miserable last night. My neck issue dissolved into a really bad headache, enough to keep me up nearly all night. Ice, heat and ibuprophen in a heavy dose helped, but not enough. What a blessing to get to the chiropractor in the morning.

Dr. Morris used the activator on me today. This is a very specific type of adjustment that pinpoints the exact spots that need attention. I was right about C5, but C2 was the real culprit, causing more of the pain. Once I was adjusted and iced, I felt better, but not perfect. I did manage to stop at Wendy's on the way home for some chicken nuggets, so at least I was able to eat.

I rested for a while after I got back home. Then Stacie called to tell me all about the horse she tried out in Ohio. He is an 11 year old Hanovarian, with some good training under his belt and she really liked him a lot. Again all will depend upon the vetting and confirmation of a sale with the owner, but we're both hopeful this will be the horse. I only have one picture of him with her, but she hopes to post some video on Youtube. If so, I'll fill you all in. Here they are together.

He looks cute, and Stacie says he is a lovely mover. I am keeping my fingers crossed for her.

Then, the phone rang again and it was my accountant telling me my income tax forms were ready to go. I drove over to sign the paper for E-filing which means the forms will be processed through the computer and my refund will be directly deposited in my bank account. Sweet. That is some of my retirement "extra" fund.

Got home and finally managed to get out to the barn. Since my vet is coming tomorrow for annual inoculations, etc. I needed to do at least a cursory tidying up out there. I got a bit carried away, but at least it looks neat. The whole barn needs a super good spring cleaning and I have a pile of blankets/sheets in various stages of ripped and non-ripped that need sorting. Some are totaly losses, and some need repair. I can to most of the repair work myself. Guess I will be very busy after I retire.

Chance came in the barn to snoopervise, so I haltered him and set out to ride, planning on doing a school in the arena. But, oh my goodness, what a lovely cool and sunny day it was. Out we went on a nice hack instead. I took him all the way back past the flooding and along the back field of the farm we are trying to save. There we had a nice trot/canter and just enjoyed the sunshine. We hacked back through the woods and, with Chance grabbing a mouthful of tree sprigs along the way for a snack, just had some good fun.

I rode Tucker in the arena for about 25 minutes of schooling. When I was riding Chance out the other day, I felt myself weighting my right stirrup and sure enough, on Tucker, I was doing the same thing! (Mary Lou, I do the same thing wrong myself. No wonder I can tell when someone else does it. *G*) As a consequence, he was hollow to the right and a little stiffer to the left--meaning mostly that he wrapped around my right leg, but was not wrapping around my left. I focused the rest of my ride on being even and not allowing my seat to weight too heavily to the right. Ah, well, riding is a continual evolutionary process. Just wish I could evolve faster. *sigh*

After the school, I took Tuck out on "his" hack as well. He was a good boy, but I did have to laugh. The evil mound of dirt that scared him over the winter, has some nice patches of lush green grass growing on it. Though it evokes bad habits, I have let both Toby and Tucker graze on it, and I call it "stopping at the salad bar." Today Tucker was so enthusiastic, he started to climb up the mound to get the grass on top. So much for the "scary, killer mound of death!" Apparently his stomach commands all fear.

By the time I finished up with Tuck and emptied the wheelbarrow, I was cooked, so Toby had the day off, something I don't think he minded at all.