Relative Something

It is funny to me that I find something slightly amiss when I return home from work in the late afternoon and decide not to dive into some project or another around here. Between the excessive heat warning we have been living under in these parts for the last few days, and my not feeling quite on top of my game, I have avoided doing any real work after I have arrived home from the day-job. It feels wrong.

Therein lies my challenge of living in the moment. There is nothing wrong with taking some time to rest and recoup. I should be enjoying the time to the fullest.

There is so much that I (we) want to get done, that it feels unsettling to allow time to pass without achieving any significant accomplishments. Daylight is growing so noticeably shorter. The month of September looms large on the near horizon, and schools and fall sports are primed and ready to launch. We are in contact with our anticipated source for horses and plans are being initiated to make the transfer of the first 2 of 4.

That adds a bit of pressure to finish additional things in and around the barn. In classic form, as each task accomplished gets checked off, two new things needing attention appear. The closer we get, the behinder we are.

I’m hoping for a new burst of energy to emerge when the oppressive heat and humidity move on. I’ll be working to get everything shipshape and Bristol fashion for the new residents of our barn and paddocks.