Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Love Changes Things

Love is a pain in the ass.

I know, I know ... blue birds and rainbows, that is what love is supposed to be. Never really bought into that type of thing. I never really meant to fall in love.

M changed that, the jerk. No, I am totally kidding. I adore M. I adore him so much. It was nice at first, we would get together every week and that was fun. But then I fell more in love with him. He lives in Illinois and it takes a bit of time to get down there. Once a week I make the trip down to see him. I love that time, but the next day I head back up to Wisconsin. It is getting harder and harder to come back up every week.

I just found the best horse for me. I love her to death and she is the exact right horse for me. Then I find a man I can say the same things about. Unfortanately he lives in a large city in Illinois, and when I say large I mean big. Bigger than Madison, Wisconsin. Bigger than Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Care to take a guess? Yes, Chicago. I am not talking about a suburb of Chicago, I am talking about the great city.

See the problem here? Chicago is known for a lot of things. Beautiful buildings, culture, art, food, music. I mean there are a lot of nice things about Chicago. Wide open spaces suitable for horses is not one of them. I don't think they have been too keen on farm animals since Mrs. O' Leary's cow almost took out the whole city with one kick. Who cares if it really wasn't the cow's fault, she is still blamed.

So I sit here pondering my next move and what to do with Corrie. Where will I keep her? Will it be worth it to keep her in a suburb? How often will I be able to go a see her?


  1. oh wow what big decisions to make. I must admit when I fell in love with my husband it was a package deal.....me and the horses. Is there any way you could do a half share with someone on the outer reaches of Chicago. I know this is a popular option for people ...especially in England. I have a couple of friends who live in London and share horses with others in the country

  2. Oh my... such a dilemma. My parents lived in Manhattan. They wt anted me to board my horse at the stables near Central Park one summer. I did go for a ride from there, and decided my horse could never be a 'city' horse.. but it was interesting! (The horses lived on floors 2-7 of the 'barn'. The first floor was an indoor riding space. There were ramps going from floor to floor!)
    But, how exciting that you've met a special someone. I look forward to reading a blog about how you met!!

  3. That is a tough one. But to find the perfect horse and the perfect man? Wow! That is a great combo. I hope you can work out a solution...so you can keep em both!

  4. Thank you everyone I do hope that I am going to be able to keep it them both. I am splitting my time now.

  5. Awwww what a dilemma! I sure hope you can find a solution. I've never lived in a big city so I'm afraid I can't really help . . . Please keep us updated!!


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