Well, not really, but today is just one of those days. Here in New England, we are having a snow storm. Not a huge one, about 7 inches fell last night and into this AM. Sort of typical by New England standards. I am at my barn sitting job-hence forth known as job number 3. Previous weekends have been fairly uneventful. The chores have become routine, the staff that comes in does there work, my oversight has been minimal, my "hands on" all depends on who is around to do work and how many animals need care. I sometimes have a stretch of several free hours where I am not needed. This is not the case today.
Earlier this week, New England had a mini ice storm. Not as bad as the storm that hit in December, but just enough to turn three exterior exercise paddocks into hockey rinks. And you don't put horses out that cost many thousands of dollars onto hockey rinks. Tendons can bow, legs can break, handlers can slip and fall and break hips.
One of the weekend staff is out sick with the flu, the other weekend staffer had a "snow emergency" (which I think is another phrase for hangover-I hear a lot of alcohol was consumed while watching the Bruins play hockey). It's me and 19 horses that need to be fed, watered, turned out into the indoor arena so they can get a stretch of their legs, stalls cleaned, buckets cleaned, aisles swept, laundry done. Oh.. doing it all alone today-it's just 11 am and my back hurts. I am on my morning break, the Advil and a good strong cup of tea are calling me. I am already looking forward to my own warm and comfy bed and I've not even made my lunch yet.