And couldn’t be happier.
Something about working in a beautiful barn with wonderful horses feels so zen. Its hard to believe one needs a second job to relax from the rest of life, but it really is my sweet escape.
No planning, calculating or analyzing, just breathing in the warm smells of hay and leather and some physical activity scooping poop and sweeping aisles.
I’m sure some must wonder why I choose to do this on weekends instead of either relaxing at home, going for a weekend vacation or working something more to my strengths.
They aren’t horse people.