Ah, it’s been quite a week. I’ll start with Steve… (It would be easier if I didn’t save all this stuff up for one post!)
Tuesday morning, Steve awoke in significant pain in his upper chest/shoulder/back/arm. He told me he felt he needed a quick visit to emerg. (that’s what they call the ER up here in Canader.) Not that there’s any such bird as a quick visit to any kind of healthcare center. Usually there is on average a 4-6 hour wait, unless you’re bleeding to death! So anywho, I slapped our lunches together, and by the time I’d done that, he had changed his mind. So I made him promise me he’d make an appointment to see the family doctor. He did, and went on Thursday morning. After sitting in the waiting room for 1/2 an hour, they called him back, and three minutes later he came out with an RX for an anti-inflammatory. The doctor said it was simply an inflamed muscle, and if the pills didn’t work in 2 weeks, to come back to see him. Steve’s thinking it’s probably arthritis.
So that got our week off to a roaring start.
As the week progressed, I lost another client for the summer (apparently they think I don’t like to eat in the summer, why do I need money?) That makes three so far. I think I’m going to have to put my ad back in the Beaver.
On Wednesday, we had another bombshell. I was at Janeane’s (where my horse WAS) and we were hanging out in her apartment. While we were there, we saw Dista (the landlady) out in the pasture with her prize show horse, spraying an herbicide on the thistles. With her horse right there! (Earlier in the week, Dista’s mother had told me that the horses couldn’t be put back on the pasture until 48 hours after spraying.) So J. and I were mortified. Knowing she has no respect for us or our animals, we figured our pasture was next. So J. scribbled a quick note for the barn door that read, “Dista, please notify Janeane or Ang before you spray our pasture so we can move the horses. Thanks.”
That night after I’d gone home, Janeane got 3 pages of scribble left on her jeep, evicting the lot of us. Our horses were to be out by the end of July, and J.’s to be out by the end of August. Mature, huh?
J.’s horses were gone by Thursday night, and I moved Sully out yesterday.
So, Mr. Sullivan has his third new home in 7 months. Poor guy! We moved to a little stable in Selby called Selby Creek Stables. The mother of the girl who runs it used to work with Steve at the the Beaver aeons ago. Small world! Jessica is the name of the owner, and she’s very young, 20, I think, but she’s really sweet and seems very responsible and caring. Nothing like the Poison Dwarf in Forest Mills! When we left yesterday afternoon, Sully was getting along just fine with her 5 horses. So we’ll see how it goes.
And finally, (this is quite the novel!) for the good news. Turns out Pam, (Jess’s mom) works at Discount Car and Truck Rentals in Napanee, so we booked our rental car with her for our trip down in August. So that’s done! We will be driving down on Wednesday the 9th, and coming back on Tuesday the 15th, if all goes as planned. (We have to have to the car back by 8 am on the 16th.)
Other than that, things are still truckin’ along. There are probably things I forgot, but I’ll try to be more diligent about posting next week. As you can see, it’s been a little chaotic around here!
Today, I MUST clean the bathroom and mop the floors, weed the flower beds, and then go out and make Sully do some work. But first, I’ll call mom….