I don't know about the rest of you, but I think I could live my life quite happily without ever again venturing into an office. I like to live my happy little life, oblivious to politics and legal issues and problems and... but instead, I chose to go to law school. What WAS I thinking? Been a lawyer now for 12 years. Most of the time, I can stomach it, but I'm not a big fan of taking responsibility for my own life, let alone other people's lives. Clearly, I'd have made a really horrible doctor (good thing I took law school over medical school!)
But a wise friend (also a lawyer) once told me that I put way too many expectations on work. I made the mistake of thinking I'd love it and I'd get some sort of sa
tisfaction or, if not happiness, at least contentment, and maybe a little pride out of my work. I was wrong. He told me to lower my expectations, go to work for the paychecks, and live through my hobbies. Sort of a crappy way to go about work, but it's not a terrible recipe for a happy life. So that's what I do--endure work so I can pay for my hobbies. Which include horses. And they are really, really expensive. So, I work for them--which is really for me.
tisfaction or, if not happiness, at least contentment, and maybe a little pride out of my work. I was wrong. He told me to lower my expectations, go to work for the paychecks, and live through my hobbies. Sort of a crappy way to go about work, but it's not a terrible recipe for a happy life. So that's what I do--endure work so I can pay for my hobbies. Which include horses. And they are really, really expensive. So, I work for them--which is really for me. Horses are a bit like potato chips (to every horse person I know except one, who is somehow able to stay with one horse), and one does tend to acquire several of them. I own three--a Tennessee Walking Horse gelding (my dream palomino), a Quarter Horse gelding (who is still very young and a lo
vely horse without about a million health problems and, apparently, a bit of an attitude--demonstrated by throwing me into a fence a month ago), and my newest purchase that I really could NOT help--a Friesian filly. Blame me all you want, but could YOU ignore that face?? I think not. Plus, I've wanted a Friesian for a LONG time. Those of you who watched Ladyhawke know why. :) I was probably 13 when I first saw that movie, and I fell in love with Goliath, but I was pretty sure that there could not be another horse on the planet as beautiful as that one. I was wrong--there are a bunch of them. I met one for the first time when I was an undergraduate. He was a beautiful Friesian stallion that I never could really believe was REAL. And then I found out you can actually ride them! From that point on, I knew I had to have one. 
vely horse without about a million health problems and, apparently, a bit of an attitude--demonstrated by throwing me into a fence a month ago), and my newest purchase that I really could NOT help--a Friesian filly. Blame me all you want, but could YOU ignore that face?? I think not. Plus, I've wanted a Friesian for a LONG time. Those of you who watched Ladyhawke know why. :) I was probably 13 when I first saw that movie, and I fell in love with Goliath, but I was pretty sure that there could not be another horse on the planet as beautiful as that one. I was wrong--there are a bunch of them. I met one for the first time when I was an undergraduate. He was a beautiful Friesian stallion that I never could really believe was REAL. And then I found out you can actually ride them! From that point on, I knew I had to have one. 
She's 19 months old now. I'll post an updated picture in the next few days. She's living with a friend of mine in a large pasture with a bunch of paint and QH mares and one appy gelding. "One of these things is not like the other!" I'd rather look out my window and see her standing in my own pasture, but that isn't likely to happen for another year or so (a topic for another day), so this is a good solution for now.
I'll leave with a picture of her gorgeous dad, Sam and go and ride a few other equines standing around at the barn waiting. Or not waiting. Whatever they do when I'm not there!
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