Apologies for fisheries conference-induced hiatus, but ONE WEEK TILL THIS RIG HEADS SOUTH TO BECKY'S!!!!!!!!
|It will fit!|
-Come up with room that doesn't exist to store five bales of hay.
-Remove archaeology-worthy layers from backseat of truck.
-Ride Encore 57 times in 7 days (I feel so behind!).
-Make note not to ride on four hours of sleep and half a hangover. (But I had a great time and THANK YOU Amber for your thoughtfulness of taking me out for an awesome birthday dinner. It was my own fault that I failed at high gravity beer math.)
-Change out leaky trailer tire for spare. Why is there always one leaky one?
-Break down and buy a trailer tire jack. I mean, really, with my luck?
-Clean shipping boots so Encore can poop on them again. Repeatedly.
-Seam seal repaired spare rain sheet in case SmartPak replacement sheet doesn't get back in time (another story)
|Yeah, horse, get to work!!!|
-Clean excessive collection of leg boots which is even more amusing now that I am a boot minimalist.
-Wash pile of breeches and attempt to pack riding clothes that don't make you look like a homeless person (barn clothes are barn clothes!).
-Find stupid girth extender for Mr. Belly Puffer that I bought and promptly put in a safe place. A really really really safe place.
-Charge every recording media device in possession.
-Posit ways to casually hand strangers recording devices (although Amber is going to come down and take pics for us next weekend, yayyyy!).
-Create space on crowded hard drive for (hopefully) many new files.
-Bring carrots for Comet. Try not to embarrass self in fangirl paroxysms.
Did I forget anything?