LOL-This is great!
Except I can't download any pictures right now. The dumb wireless "thingie" manages to block all of the connector "thingies" and I don't really want to save my pictures to the office computer. The whole disconnect, save pics to hard drive, reconnect, load pics on blogger, then delete pics just seems like more trouble than it's worth.
I'll have to get a different style of wireless connector or load pics onto blogger at home.
The office is sllllooooowwwww right now. Which is actually good. That means all of the crews are out working on jobs. Whoot-whoot!!
We aren't sure if this means the oil field business is picking up or it is is just going to be busy for the next few months as the big companies try to finish out certain projects before the end of the year.
Really, we could do without another boom. But steady would be good.
My selfish inner self is hoping it picks up and stays steady.
The crash at the beginning of this year cost me my LQ 4-horse trailer.
Believe me, I know how petty that sounds when I say it out loud.
We have survived(so far and barely), where so many have not. For the most part, through no fault of their own. I've been in survival mode several times in my adult life....this is nothing new. My Honey has been through several booms and busts in his 25 year career in the oilfield. He knows how it works.
Perhaps this will explain a little as to why I suddenly had to make the choice to move out here. It seems that moving somewhere where I am needed has become a habit. I moved from SD to AZ because my 1/2 sister was having marriage trouble and needed some family. I moved from AZ to SD because my brother was in trouble and mom needed help. And now I have moved from SD to CO because My Honey needs help.
Up until this last move, Megan has enjoyed the moves. She definitely inherited my love of adventure...new sights, scenery and friends. Our little town in SD has always been home. It's always been there and will continue to be there. It never changes much and the ranches change even less. So exploring this beautiful country we live in has been just that...an adventure. She just reached an age where moving didn't appeal to her at the moment. High School is serious business.;) While we all snicker a bit at the theatrics that revolve around HS, I'm sure we all still remember quite clearly all the good things and all the bad things. It's just one of those points in our lives that always sticks with us. I feel very fortunate that my mom was available...and willing to step in so that Megan did have the opportunity to stay someplace she feels comfortable and can enjoy her HS years.
I still feel a bit guilty about this separation though. It's different spending time with the horses or shopping without my sidekick and partner in crime of so many years. I walk past her bedroom at the house and it's empty. It's strange not having to think about school schedules or plan around them or extra-curricular activities. But I guess that is something I would have had to face in the next 3 years anyway.
The good thing is I have noticed a difference in My Honey. I think his blood pressure has dropped dramatically in the last week. He seems more relaxed and is sleeping much better. Once we get the garage cleaned up, we're going to get a treadmill and/or bicycle out there so we can work on getting his weight down again. It wouldn't hurt me to work on my cardio either. Add in some free-weights and hopefully we'll come out of the winter in better shape than we went into it.
All I got for riding time last night was jumping on Moon bareback with his halter and walking him around a bit. It's been hot here-in the 90's and the valley is filled with smoke from all the surrounding fires(southern CO, UT and CA). There is a couple of different barrel races in the area on the 12th of this month. I think(hope) Moon will be ready for action again by then. He feels strong, is sound and his wound is very nearly healed. I got the proud flesh licked and it has stopped trying to come back. I've had to keep his foot wrapped again because of the flies. I think it would finish healing much faster if I could leave it open. But I tried that and the flies bothered it so badly-even with medicine on it, that he kept cracking the scab open. So, I'll just keep it wrapped until we get a couple of cooler days and the flies are less likely to be bothersome. I know one thing...I'm ready to get back to running barrels! I think even Moon is bored with this inactivity.