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.
one pair of new boots at my photo shoot!
rocking my new tall boots at work
smaller arena
big ring
barn
