friends, family, and future.

There's something absolutely comforting about friends, food, wine, and good conversation (albeit, even it's simply running around in circles trying to understand our male counterparts). B has an adorable apartment and I can only hope that one day I will feel so at home in my very own space with my very own couch and coffee table. I'm not ready for it though-- I'm not ready to have 'stuff' because I still have the feeling that I would have to ditch it and head for Africa or Europe or somewhere but here. Having old friends makes me wonder if I'll make new friends in Florida, will there be anyone who I will just click with so that we can leave our bitching between four ears and that's it? Perhaps. In the very least I'll have little Rowan, that may have to suffice. That and letters, lots of letters. (plus, who doesn't love getting mail?)

As Fall rolls around everyone seems to be preparing to go back to school, even JR in some dysfunctionally connected way. I'm going to miss not seeing my family and I even think (even though he won't readily admit it) that Bobby will miss me too... even if it is simply to have someone to blame the dirty dishes on. Ehh, I don't mind taking the blame, usually because they are my dirty dishes. At least he stopped putting them on my bed. [I'm totally going to do that to my kids if I ever have kids.]

I had a lunge lesson on little R yesterday, and the future is to really work on improving my own position in the saddle. Understanding the complexities of sitting in the saddle and using effective aides in the correct timing and sequence is at times overwhelming. I don't think that I challenge myself enough mentally when I ride, I also don't think that I demand enough from Rowan. Today we spent an intensive 50 minutes in the jump field, mostly with me concentrating on where my body was and experimenting with some of the exercises I did the day before. Rowan is sort of like, "what? w-h-a-t? WHAT??" because of how I'm experimenting, not in a rude way but just as a "I'm trying to figure out what you want from me" kinda way.

I realized that my trip to Florida may be a bit more of a frenzy than I had originally thought, I think I will start packing next week.