Is falling apart. Ugh. Sometimes I wonder what I’m going to be like when I’m 50. Or 60. Or…older. I see lots and lots of pain in my future. I really hate it.
I meant to do a lot of studying today, do some of my work study job, get some homework done, but my trainer texted me to see if I could do some work at the barn so of course I went. I only did three stalls (and helped bring in horses and feed) and my shoulder is screaming and my knees (wtf?) are killing me. Wonderful! I rode though, which was eh, again. Haha, oh well.
I promise I don’t always complain!
I’d write more but I need to at least try to do something productive as far as school work goes. Blah.