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Half – way There

Published July 28, 2014 by Tasha

I know, I know. Its been a while.
I haven’t forgotten you guys, I’m just incredibly busy.

We arrived at Tindal Saturday afternoon, the 19th. We were tired, annoyed, and over driving, over each other. We were totally and utterly sick of each other, or maybe that was just the exhaustion setting in.

My Ute decided to crap itself half- way there. In the middle of no where. With no phone reception.

The new shoxs that were put in after the car was serviced, completely exploded. As in the car was no drivable at all, and red stuff and bits of the shoxs flew everywhere. That lost us a day.
The Boy and I were frantically driving back and forth trying to get new shoxs. NO ONE had any in store and we would have to wait a day (at the least) to wait for them. This is after we (or should I saw he) drove the 4 hours to the nearest town, Mt Isa.

Neither of us had a good nights sleep, so we both woke up grumpy and tired. The next day wasn’t much better.
I had to make the 4 hour trip to the Ute in a car with a mechanic and then back again, by myself. I do not recommend it.

But. I am here now. Northern Territory. Darwin. My new “home”.
My dorm is finally all unpacked and everything is where it should be.
My beautiful horse is happy in his (extremely bare) paddock, and has enjoyed no week of exercise.
I am trying, and succeeding, to fit into Uni life and living on Campus. Its only my second week at this Uni, but I’m finding it really good.

The only thing that isn’t going well, is the Boy. I don’t know what’s  going on there, God knows I’ve tried to ask. He’s moody, touchy and just not his usual affectionate self.  After a few days of crying and trying to figure out where I’ve gone wrong, convinced that he’s going to break up with me … I’ve now just settled into a calm space.
He’s having his moment and I just have to give him his space.

As my best friend said, this is a big change. Not only for me but for him. Having me a hell of a lot closer (only 3 hours car drive away) then a $800/$1000 4 hour plane trip away. So I’m letting him chill.
I am too busy for his shit right now. And until he wants to talk or tells me it’s over, everything is okay.

He will come around. He always does.

And you know what’s “funny”? I thought being closer to him would almost guarantee that i get to spend more time with him. Nope. Now I won’t be able to see him for a month + because of some sort of military exercise. Fuck.

As for me. I’m trying to fit in riding, Uni (study!!!), work (when i get it), gym, and soccer (just need to find a team). I’m not sure about the soccer, I’m not sure how much comittment it’s going to require. I know that I will have shows some weekends (next season) and other weekends I’ll be with the Boy.
Will i have time to attend their games as well?
But in saying that I really want to try.

Sorry this is such a mismatch post. I’m so tired.
It’s 10 to 11pm here and I’m yet to have a shower.
Ugh.

47 days & a Horse

Published May 29, 2014 by Tasha

My heart is beating in my chest as I write this, or maybe its just stopped … I don’t know.
But the flood of emotions I feel is almost overwhelming.
Scared, anxious, excited, nervous, extremely happy, over-the-mood, butterflies …. I can hardly keep them contained.

There are only 47 days until I move to Darwin. 47. 
I have three pages, back and front, of things I need to do and organise before I leave. Landlords, car services, food, jobs, money, packing, planning, bills, saying my “see you laters”. I could go on and on, but what has really got me nervous/excited is my horse, something that has just happened only yesterday.

The original plan was to sell him. I didn’t want to but it was what is best for both of us. I need some time to grow up, explore the world, save, and while that can be done with a horse … Its just a lot less stressful for me if I don’t have him. It has been an agonising 3 months knowing that I’m moving and I can’t take him with me. Fielding phone calls and watching other people ride him. But there has always been something wrong, he’s too expensive, that want him but can’t afford a horse right now, they’ll buy him but want to leave him at my Coach’s place until the end of the year, things like that. Nothing has been right. So he is still in my hands.

With only 47 days left (roughly 4/5 weeks), it’s coming down to crunch time. The market for selling horses is nil here in Brisbane and I’m at loss at what to do.
So the only thing to do is to keep him, unless he sells in the next few weeks, and bring him to Darwin with me.
So not only do I have to budget and worry about myself, I also need to worry and budget for my horse. Who I love dearly and who has been my partner  and best friend for 7 years.

I am happy and excited to bring him with me, it will make me more at home, more at ease to have him there. But at the same time petrol, food, rent … LIVING in the Northern Territory  is way more expensive than Queensland. And I don’t know how I am going to afford it.

To say I am stressed is an understatement …. But it will be an adventure. One that I’ll never forget.