The inspector came today, and like everybody else in our neighborhood, we need a new roof. Make that two new roofs. We need a new roof on the house, and a new roof on the barn. That means boarding the horses for a few days, which I don't want to think about, what with Boomer and I not being at our best right now. But of course winter is coming, so I have to think about it soon.
Boomer is quickly getting his mojo back. David is hand-walking him twice a day, and he strides out and uses his head and neck like a horse that feels fine. I wish he could talk.
I am doing pretty darn good overall. I can do almost all of the housework, I can feed the horses, I can weed, and I even scrubbed out a water trough today. But it's funny how some things take you down. I made zucchini brownies today, and the chopping and one-handed stirring nearly reduced me to tears! And I thought I was tough! I thought about Miss Chef over at Flartus' blog (click here), and I thought about how hard her job must be.