Can I complain for a little bit? Hobby becoming a chore
I am pretty sure that I just need to buck up :) and put on my big girl panties. But I was venting (yet again) to my husband this morning about something at the barn when he brought up the fact that for something I am suposed to enjoy, it seems to bring me more grief than happiness these days. How does everyone deal with it when it gets that way?
To give you some background, I am in a self care facility that I like to describe as rustic ;) I am very picky about the way my horses are kept. I have run a large hj facility and been an asst. barn manager at a TB racing stable. I like the barn to be clean and organized. I like everything to run with a system in a fairly regular and timely manner. I have a set amount of time to spend at the barn and have organized things such that my chores are easier....you know....I can find stuff and it's in a place that is accessible for the chore it's intended to be used. To be blunt, I am too poor :) to afford a facility where the care is up to my standards so in a way, self care makes sense. And it was ok while I was working on a part time contract basis. I had plenty of time to work around the barn.
I moved to this self care facility about a year ago. It had potential. There was plenty of space and I was sharing the facility with a good friend of mine who has similar ideas on how horses/barns should be kept. It sounded like a good idea at the time. However, everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. The weather has not cooperated. It has been raining on a regular basis since we moved to this facility which has the worst drainage that I have ever seen in my life. The first half of the year, the barn would actually flood. The dirt floors in the barn would become black clay mud that could suck a boot off in half a second. We finally learned how to get the water somewhat diverted for a regular rain, but still couldn't keep the water out for a real gully washer. The barn aisle problem was finally solved with rubber mats but one stall (that happens to house my 25 yr old) conistantly flooded. To make matters more frustrating, my friend has had health problems which has made it impossible for her to help at the barn. Her mother stepped in to help. That hasn't worked well because we have opposite ideas about how to take care of horses. I pretty much took over most of the chores because trying to clean up after the mom was driving me insane. There would be strange random changes in the routines. Horses would all of a sudden get turned out in the wrong places. Feed would be cut in half on horses that didn't need to loose weight. And nothing was ever clean. It's not that the mom wasn't trying....it's just that I have certain standards that apparantly are not realistic.
So to sum it up, I am not happy :( I am boarding in a dump that seems to be impossible to fix up. It has been a swamp for most of the last year I have boarded there. I haven't ridden one of my own horses since September and haven't had time to go to my trainer's since December. My saddle is sitting in my garage since December 15th :( I am so depressed about that I can barely stand it. I have gotten extremely impatient with my friend's mom which she probably doesn't deserve. I have moved my horses to the other barn (there are 2 on the property) and told my friend's mom that it's her deal now and I am not actively participating in the co-op situation. But there are still times that I end up picking up slack. And I have a new job which is a 12 hour day. Outside of making more money and boarding at a nice place, I can't think of a solution to my problem. I do not have horses that would be easy to lease out until things get better. I have old and needs lots of maintenance and I have middle aged, not particurlarly friendly and hard to ride. I enjoy both of my horses but am feeling like the hard parts are never ending. Please tell me that the rain is going to end. I am going to be able to ride again someday. And my horses will actually be grey again instead of muddy paint looking things with mud covered dreads :( Thanks for listening :)
I'm with ya here in Ohio....
There's something about MUD MUD MUD that can drive the normally reasonable horse owner COMPLETELY FRIGGIN' INSANE! Nothing's clean! Nothing's dry! Everything's ruined! I'm telling you - it's mud fever. It's an insanity plea.