Feb 27, 2009 07:26
Note to self:
Do not tell Olga any more stories about ancient Roman history.
She loves it to throw herself into fresh hay bales on the meadow and roll around there before she starts eating it. Yesterday she not only threw herself into the hay, no she just stayed there, lying around and eating, the little Lady. *headdesk*
Yesterday my day started very early (around half past 5 a.m.), at 6.30 am I left home to feed the horses, then had to work till 5.15 pm, then to the post office, to Strinz again, to muck the stable out. I found the horses in a VERY funny mood on the meadow, took them down to the stable (which is a little tricky, two by two and at least one of them thowing its legs in the air each moment *g*). So I put them in the small sand arena and shooed them around so they were able to get some of the high spirits of.
After feeding them I got home around 9 pm, put on the running clothes and went for a run of about 5 k.
And after that I was dead on my feed. Rien ne va plus.
I'm so tired this morning... and I got a meeting with a guy from the Netherlands at 9 am. *yawns* Which I was told yesterday about. Prima!
laufen,
firma,
rl,
pferdchen,
me