A new year, a new life. I’ve been trying to start this blog post for a few weeks now, but it’s incredibly hard to wrap my brain around the changes in my life, let alone put “pen to paper” as it were, and share it with my blogging audience, such as it is. Still, I am far from the only one going through a serious upheaval of some kind and I knew I couldn’t stay away from the blog forever. I quite enjoy writing it and hearing that other’s enjoy it; it’s something normal and routine for me, and there aren’t many things like that left at the moment, so here I am.
Synopsis: My husband and I split in January and I have now moved myself and my animals to a new home. I’m in the same area, in fact within 20 miles of my old house; it’s endurance heaven around here and I’ve established a life and friends, so I was not interested in leaving entirely. I am fortunate to have a wonderful support system in my friends and family, a thousand Thank Yous to them, and a thousand more after that. I bought an ’80s travel trailer and moved onto a good friend’s property, along with my gelding Blaze, Sheza filly, and mini horse Napoleon.
New home, same dorky face 🙂
The friends I moved in with are the breeders of my amazing long haired mini Dachshund puppy, Rip, and he has finally joined me full time.
As has a little chocolate Doxie darling girl I named The Kodiak, from the litter two weeks younger than Rip. They keep each other busy and are sources of great joy and light and laughter in a time that it is seriously needed. Even old crotchety Georgia, my trusty Chihuahua, has come around to them quite quickly and indulges them in a few minutes of play every day.
the gang playing
I am looking for a home for Joey–see his dreamhorse advert here–and am working on getting my mare back to her original owners in Utah. It kills me to lose her but she will have a safe forever home and finances are different as a single person with critters!
SO. Major life adjustments all around. Did I ever think I would be getting a divorce at 25 years old? Certainly not. Part of me doesn’t even believe it all happened, yet. It *is* for the better, and that is what’s important at the end of the day. The rest will fall into place and heal in time.
Here are some photos from my ride out from new home the other day. There is a nice 10 mile loop right out the front gate that includes a pretty serious training hill. Luxury!
up the hill
home in sight