Princess and the pea

Uncategorized 1 Minute

Today has not been my best. I’m on the post-camp comedown. It happens every time, so you’d think I would be used to it by now. I guess cause I went into a busy weekend, it delayed it.

I tried to have a productive day. I was doing well. I’d mown the lawn and trimmed a rather overgrown bush without issue. Then I headed into the Buddymobile to clear it out and burst into tears. I felt so sad clearing him out. Again. My living room looks like a saddlery with all the stuff. I’m in limbo as the part for my new lorry still hasn’t arrived. Limbo isn’t a fun place. I know, I’ve been there many times before…

I decided to get on with some other jobs instead. I needed to print a return label. 35 minutes later, lots of swearing and pleading, I gave up. Honestly, the printer has one job!

I phoned a friend to rant. She needed to buy a new mattress so suggested we meet to test a few out. As you do! It dawned on me that my mattress is 19 years old now. So probably needs changing.

So this is what happens when an overly emotional and tired person tries out mattresses. My god there are so many to choose from. I like a firm one, but the 3D scanner did I needed a medium one. So more to try.

Have to admit, I got a bit overwhelmed with the choice. Who knew it was so hard to choose a mattress?! And when did they get so deep? I felt like the Princess and the Pea on a few. At least I got to have a lie down and a giggle.

Unknown's avatar

Published by langlep

So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life. I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began... I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover. I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling. The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020. This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!

Published

Leave a comment