I have been utterly depressed the past month. All winter I dreamed of spring and the beginning of show season. I dreamt of competing in numerous local shows, and making our mark on a couple of rated shows. I was GEEKED!
After taxes, health insurance, monthly repairs to vehicles, monthly repairs to my dilapidated house, lessons every week, vet care, etc, etc…. I really don’t have the money for showing. 😦
You know what keeps popping in my head… How the heck did my parents afford my show habits when I was a kid?!? That $&@% is Expensive! And for what? A ribbon? A little, cheap, plastic/rayon piece of cloth? I’m serious… We have NO money and I’m pissed I can’t show at Waterloo. Why? I don’t know… I wanted to show everyone how great Ava is. To show them how much heart and talent she has. I wanted to strike fear in the hearts of my competitors whenever they saw my name on the class list. I didn’t want to be the anonymous spectator that fetches bridles and drinks for real riders. I wanted to prove we belong here too.