This week has been incredibly hard. Saying goodbye to my little homestead, my old life, rehoming Houidni and Doyle and saying goodbye to my girls has been one of the most challenging things I have ever gone through.
I know that going through challenging times is a necessary part of life. I suppose that going through these tough times makes the sweet times of life that much sweeter. I will survive, but know that this experience will forever alter me in some ways.
Oliver has been quite mischievious this week. He has wanted nothing to do with anything unless it involves being snuggled up under me on the couch. He is not allowed on the couch-this is not something he is willing to accept! You can see how well this battle is going…
If I do not let him on the couch, he will stomp his feet and scream (and I do mean scream) in protest. He then proceeds to get into anything he can get his snout into as payback. Needless to say, these days I don’t have much fight left in me, and he usually ends up on the couch!
Things at the big farm are progressing slowly, but surely. I have been out there several times to walk and get familiar with the land. My Daddy got the gate put up this week which means we can start moving some of our equipment out there.
The deposit on the barn has been sent in to the builders and we are planning to tour a few local horse farms in the coming week or two to get a better idea of what we want in our barn.
Looking ahead to a happier, healthier future and know I will get there one step at a time.
Until next time…