I'm back home and I learned I do actually like my job. I am a creature of routine, it seems. It feels good to feed the horses and do laundry. I should admit that I spent a good couple hours stretched out in bed when I got home though. The drive wore me out I guess. And my CD player doesn't work! So I listened to more country, Christian, and Spanish music than I ever have in my whole life. Which still isn't much. I mostly just kept the radio off. Which kind of ruined the usual
road trip! excitement.
We had a good trip and it was hard to say goodbye. Not just for us peoples but for the dogs too. Huckleberry and Dasie are best friends now. They played
constantly. It was awesome.
I thought I had more to say but I guess I'm still tired from the trip. It's going to be an early bedtime tonight.
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I always miss it when I'm gone. We're heading out for a trip next week--I sure hope Red's leg is better by then. Who am I going to get to bandage it everyday?!?!?!? Ahhhhh!!!!
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