Friday, February 05, 2010
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
3rd Feb 2010
What on earth inspires anyone to get on a horse (for the first time in 20 years=how long i've lived) at 75? I mean if you have been riding all your life and have stayed fit for riding etc then yeah sure, but if not; what are you thinking booking a one and a half hour trek? We offer half-hour minitreks, hour treks and ponyleads, all of which would be acceptably suitable for someone your age and ability.. But no.
Hence i have to spend over an hour and a half absolutely terrified that the horse will stumble and you fall flat on the ground and never being able to get on again. Now your a lovely lady and I'm glad you had a good time, but maybe maybe you should be a tiny bit less adventurous?
Hence i have to spend over an hour and a half absolutely terrified that the horse will stumble and you fall flat on the ground and never being able to get on again. Now your a lovely lady and I'm glad you had a good time, but maybe maybe you should be a tiny bit less adventurous?
Monday, February 01, 2010
1st feb 2010
A year ago today, I was bouncing with excitement, that email I had been waiting for came,
"Hi Hanna,
We could offer you the position of working with us,
What information would you like about the job and when will you be over?
Cheers
C"
It was right up there with my first uni-offer, a few lines that I knew would change my life forever. I hadn't had a very easy year, stable duties and lack of sleep was weighing me down, I was in the early stages of planning to swap accommodation and just knowing that everything would be so different a year later put a week-long lasting smile on my face.
Just over a month later I moved, and things changed, because I didn't just move, I moved home. Years and years of running (don't ask me from what) and all of a sudden I didn't have to. It was unplanned, the timing was ridiculously bad and it was destined to fail within weeks. But it didnt. Months of debate, but i had to go, and here i am.
Apparently I've been here just under five months. To simplify lets say i started debating in june, continued through July, august, september, october (during which I debated enough for two months), novemer, december and january. Thats nine months in total. And I still don't know if I'm doing the right thing or not. And I have (apparently) four months and four days left. So by the time I get home it will have been over a year of selfdoubt and arguing myself. Isn't that just a bit stupid?
"Hi Hanna,
We could offer you the position of working with us,
What information would you like about the job and when will you be over?
Cheers
C"
It was right up there with my first uni-offer, a few lines that I knew would change my life forever. I hadn't had a very easy year, stable duties and lack of sleep was weighing me down, I was in the early stages of planning to swap accommodation and just knowing that everything would be so different a year later put a week-long lasting smile on my face.
Just over a month later I moved, and things changed, because I didn't just move, I moved home. Years and years of running (don't ask me from what) and all of a sudden I didn't have to. It was unplanned, the timing was ridiculously bad and it was destined to fail within weeks. But it didnt. Months of debate, but i had to go, and here i am.
Apparently I've been here just under five months. To simplify lets say i started debating in june, continued through July, august, september, october (during which I debated enough for two months), novemer, december and january. Thats nine months in total. And I still don't know if I'm doing the right thing or not. And I have (apparently) four months and four days left. So by the time I get home it will have been over a year of selfdoubt and arguing myself. Isn't that just a bit stupid?
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