|Oh I have many rules...|
Phew, if we all played by my rules... life would be so much better. Well, it would for me! ;-)
Three weeks and I am now entering the Bat Sh** Crazy (BSC) phase of recovery. I want order in my life! Somehow that has translated into, "I MUST HAVE A NEW HORSE!"
|Adventures with Friends|
Imagine the perfect partner and send it off to the Universe - big, sound, young with a heart of gold, game, spirited without histronics, who loved eventing and fox hunted. He would be so happy to go on adventures with friends and also enjoy just being with me. And, when I enter the barn, he would nicker his joy for what would be a thorough grooming and many treats.
Instead, 'I MUST HAVE A NEW HORSE!" The desperation to fill that hole in my heart and to return to my orderly life spills into the search. "Why can't the search features be better?" "Why isn't your website updated?" "Why must I check a so many websites?" Why? Why? Why? Until the WHY turns into whining about my fate... kind of sad and pathetic. "First world problems!"
|I would be sitting pretty if everything went my way!|
The rules of my morning commute make me a safe driver. Yet, what I really want is the old orderly life we led... evenings at the barn, lessons once a week, weekends adventures, the normalcy of future plans with my friend and partner.
All in good time... All in good time!