I have come to the conclusion that my life is one giant three ring circus. Juggling acts and insanity abound in it! Unfortunately I am not forunate enough to be the ringmaster, sometimes I feel more akin to that bear riding a unicycle on top of a ball; I will likely plow into the earth at some point, but for now I’ve got my stuff together!
Luckily I have been able to close a few chapters pretty recently. I found a barn (cue fanfare) and have sorted out the truck situation ( I will use daddy’s F350 and he will drive our old classic truck to work). Honestly those are two giant hurdles that I feel blessed to have overcome. My new barn is adorable, and small, but not too small, and literally 4.6 miles from my house. I like to keep all my driving under 5 sq miles on a daily basis.
With that has come new hurdles, these feel more like hogs backs and less like simple airy verticals. I have decided, stumbled into actually, begining my masters. Taking a page outta L’s book I am making Stanford pay to edumacate me. For now I am taking classes that are applicable while I get the references and ducks in a row to apply. Luckily Stanford is well Stanford so their process is a little different, but it works for me!
Of course I am now knee deep in pageant events, with something LITERALLY every weekend from now until May. But I am hoping it is all worth it, if nothing else the pageant will be over come May, which is a big relief.
If anyone needs me for the next month I will be dying a rapid death incuded by sleep depravation, studying and hairspray.
PS. I got two new pairs of boots, if someone wants they can send me to rehab now.