Well, I went out to see my horse today, but in the end I didn't! I packed up the kid, went to see my dad, called his GP and left a message. Get to the paddocks and as I arrive the GP calls back saying I should try to hide my dad's keys (long story, but he's threatening a drive back to East Gippy from Melb today and he's NOT well in the head or body, after dropping his major depression bundle again last week). So, sadly, I looked out at the paddocks where my horse is, somewhere (couldn't see him, and I'm looking at 60 odd acres with hills and trees!), and drove back to my dad's I am determined to see my horse this week, so I'm going to force the issue tomorrow. After swimming, the kid can stay with his daddy while I head out for some pony time. THEN I can come back and study! Sunday I'll be at weekend school, so I'll have something nice to daydream about...
Oh, and I managed to make it to my club's rally day last Sunday (well, I WAS on duty to close up!) and a new member was riding around on a beautiful big black thing. A Fresian stallion, no less. That's what I want (well, not a stallion, I'll take a gelding!) when I have a farm!! My dream horse!! Alongside my current equine beau, of course!