I woke up this morning and could barely get out of bed.

I managed to make it to the barn and rode with Mere, Brendan and Lindsey. It was pretty fun. I was glad for the company. I rode Elvis and he was good. We jumped a few really cute jumps. My trot jumps looked like crap - I was left behind twice. I’m not good at trotting jumps. I see the spots at the canter.

I milled around at the barn the rest of the afternoon. I fed the old barn … its just so weird. Mere said I didn’t have to but I knew she was going to an event tonight, so I told her I would just cover it. Its’ part of my desire to just have some part of my routine back.

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I’m pretty livid at Richard, my brother. This is the person I love most in the world has just… lost …..his …. mind. Not only has he not called me ALL week… haven’t spoken to him since last FRIDAY, but to add serious insult to injury, he thinks I should just pull myself up by my bootstraps and get over it. Apparently he told my mom that part of “my problem” is that I have just been sitting at home all day (ACCORDING TO HIM) and I should get out.

Hmm, that’s interesting since in the past 13 days since I lost my job, I have only been home ONE DAY.  THE ONLY DAY I HAVE BEEN HOME IS THURSDAY, THANKSGIVING, WHEN MY HORSE DIED.

So cut me some frickin’ slack.