I went out this morning because I clean Fridays. I also feed most of the time, partly because it's easier to clean when the happy horses are eating, but mostly because it makes me feel like some sort of hero. The horses whinny at whoever has the food and are just soooo happy when they finally get their share. I love feeding horses.
However, by the time I finished feeding and cleaning up after all 20 or so of them in deep mud and freezing wind, I decided that it was a good time to feed Izzy treats, then go home and get some stuff done for this weekend. I'm sure she won't mind... too much... :-/
Oh well. In other news, I sold my saddle I was talking about and bought a new one. Izzy now has a complete jumping outfit and a fancy new Ansur Classic Dressage saddle. Ok, it's not new, but it's pretty and new to us. Now we just need a girth and leathers... and a black bridle... and maybe cool flexible irons, too. Haha. One thing at a time.
Funny (non horse) story. I bought the saddle without telling my husband. It's not as big of a deal as it maybe sounds like, because we have separate accounts and jobs, and I paid for it, but still. Money's been tight lately and I could easily see how he might resent something extravagant like a new saddle. I felt guilty, so my house has been completely spotless and laundry is more caught up then ever. I told him yesterday (so within 24 hours of buying it...), and he just kinda laughed. "I guess you should buy more saddles," he said. He really likes the clean house. I really like the idea. ;-)