I left work at 4:30 today (rightfully so- I stayed until 6:45 on Monday) and rode. Went to the bank to pick up money for Juanita. Went to cat sit Brulee. Got home and packed for Seattle. Got the cat set up for the out of town day. Grilled cheese and tomato soup.
I work tomorrow then head to Seattle. Meetings with clients on Thursday then back home Thursday evening. Work Friday, meet my barn friend Friday night and drive to Sacramento to spend the weekend with the KMT crew at the Beach Party Show.
Home Sunday afternoon. Rest?
You know when things are about to get cray and all you can hope for is that you actually make it to Sunday?
Then a mother trunkin Daddy Longlegs wanders out onto the stove right next to my grilled cheese and I almost burn the house down.