March 30, 2015
It’s so easy to get caught up in working and getting things done – especially if you’re a writer who also works full-time, has a farm, and gives lessons. I’ll be the first one to say it’s difficult to find that balance between working a real job, taking care of critters, promoting, writing, and actually slowing down and living life. Now that it’s horse show season, it’s about to get a lot more busy and harder to find that balance. During this time of the year, I’m either hauling to a horse show, judging a horse show, or giving a riding lesson. If I’m not doing one of those three things and the weather is good, I’m either working horses or catching up on some chore that got left behind during the week.
This past weekend the weather was good but instead of dashing off to a horse show – yes there was one – I decided to take it easy and stay home. It turned out to be a good decision, and one that I needed.
My step-son, who is in college and lives about an hour away, decided to come down for the weekend. The kid that was the furthest thing from a cowboy that you could ever imagine has suddenly taken a strong interest in riding. Needless to say, I’m deliriously happy with that fact and go over board to help him fuel that interest. The world desperately needs more cowboys!
David is extremely quiet and laid back, and has a wicked sense of humor, which is one of the reasons we’ve always gotten along. His quiet personality meshes extremely well with the gelding that I’ve been giving him lessons on. Even though he’s only had three lessons so far, I’ve been quite pleased with his progress, especially since the horse he’s riding quite frankly isn’t the easiest in the world to ride.
Every cowboy needs at least one decent set of boots to ride in, and a pair of jeans that go over those boots, not in them. Saturday morning we headed to French’s Boots in Crossville, Tennessee to hook David up with some boots and jeans to ride in. By the time we left the store, he looked like he was ready to head out to the next rodeo. My inner cowgirl beamed with pride!
When we got back Saturday afternoon, we immediately went to the barn to get our ride in for the day. So far all of our lessons have been in the round pen since it’s a safe, enclosed environment. This time however, I figured it was time for David to go ride out in the open. We saddled two horses and headed out to the pasture.
Sunday turned out to be a family day as well.
A few years back my husband traded for a 1974 Ford F-250, complete with decals of half-naked ladies in chaps on the back window. The truck previously belonged to my farrier and has quite the local reputation!
My husband had plans of restoring the old truck to its former glory days, but as with everything else life got in the way and it just sat in the driveway. Honestly, most the time the bed had been relegated to an extra trash can.
David has been looking for an old car to fix up, and we have an old truck just sitting in our driveway. So, my husband came up with the idea that they could work on the truck together.
After several years of being silent and a few hours of work, the old green truck roared to life and took its first ride – down the driveway and back. Might not seem like a whole lot to most people, but the look of pride on both of their faces afterwards was priceless!
Although there were countless other things that I could have been doing, I wouldn’t have traded this past weekend for anything in the world. Sometimes just slowing down, spending time with family, and doing something seemingly simple can be the most rewarding thing ever. That’s when you’re really living.
What is your favorite way to spend the weekend? Do you find yourself struggling between the pull of getting things done and slowing down?