2.25.11

It's storming again in Maine (surprise). Luckily it waited til I had the barns done before the heavens opened up with another deposit of white yuck. Neil hates his vacation work schedule; it seems that when I get to him around 2:30 is prime nap time. I had a better ride on him today, though, starting to feel him loosen and swing better behind and chill out in my hand a bit more.
There's a working student position at The Fork (yes, that's right, The Fork) and it's calling my name: free rent, board, and lessons with none other than recent Canadian WEG silver medalist Rebecca Howard. The cross country course was designed by CMP himself. Unfortunately it's a one-year commitment, meaning I would have to take a whole year off college before I even start college. Middlebury is really cool about deferments, but I already sent them my deposit, and the idea of not going straight to college scares me a little. If I get to The Fork and I absolutely love that life, it won't be easy to make myself go to school at all. On the other hand, spending a year exploring whether that's the life I want to live would probably be better to do before I owe various private and federal institutions tens of thousands in college loans. I've been putting off figuring out my spring and summer for a while, and it's time to sit down and make some decisions. This position probably won't happen because they need someone immediately, and it's unlikely they'd want to wait for me to graduate in 3 months (holy $#%t, I'm graduating in three months!) and it makes no sense to abandon high school now. But there's always another opening up. My mom is being really cool about the whole thing, which is great, except she's not making this decision for me, which makes it more difficult.
Meanwhile, I also have a horse show to begin to plan and organize, a number of clinics to line up, a competition and conditioning schedule to write for Neil, the NER USPC Regional Rendezvous this weekend (pumped), and I just took on another client for the spring (yay!). Everything I own is for sale, except the horses, the truck, and the trailer. Neil enjoys destroying things, so if you need anything demolished, I am renting him out by the hour (kidding, but really, it's chronic). So ready for spring!