Well, that didn’t go as planned, did it, Andromeda?
Yesterday I had one of the most difficult horseback riding lessons I’ve had yet. Since the beginning of the year I’ve been getting really serious about my riding and been riding 2-4 times a week. I’ve even achieved my riding goal I’ve had since I started learning- which was to learn how to canter! I’ve been riding a great lesson horse because my horse basically didn’t work at all last year so we’ve been getting her fitness (and my own) back to where it needs to be.
Though I love the horse I’ve been riding for lessons, he can be… ridiculous. He spooks a lot and doesn’t seem to trust that his rider isn’t going to put him in to a situation where he’s going to be eaten by a monster. Sometimes I think he’s spooking just because he learned at some point that acting like he’s terrified will get him out of work, but sometimes there is something there he is genuinely afraid of.
Yesterday was one of those days. See, at work we’re getting some of the dead trees cleared out of the fields. So today the guys really set in to work on the big field and they were using chainsaws and heavy equipment. Trees had been falling all morning before it was time for my lesson and so the horses were climbing the walls. We lunged the horse I use for lesson and then tacked him up and I got on. Spent at least fifteen minutes just walking around the arena, trying to keep him focused on me. After a bit he relaxed because I was relaxed. We did some trot work and then some canter work. Then we were doing a dressage test (I like dressage tests even though I don’t really do dressage, because they teach steering and they’re more interesting than just riding around in a circle like I’m in NASCAR or something) and one of the lunge whips had shifted and was poking through the door to the arena on one of our times around.
The horse I was on, who had actually been amazing considering how scary things were outside, FREAKED. Suddenly he leaped to the right in the middle of the dressage test run and I went left.
My first thought was “OH SHIT I’M GOING TO FALL.”
My second thought was “CATCH YOURSELF, IDIOT!”
I quickly threw both arms around the horse’s neck and wrapped both legs around him like I was hugging a barrel. Once he was done his little fit I was, miraculously, still on the horse. I had to climb back in to the saddle about three inches and push myself up, but I stuck that spook and didn’t fall off. A few weeks ago that would have freaked me the hell out and I would’ve tensed up and probably fallen. But my new instructor has really helped me build my confidence and improve my riding a lot. She got me cantering in about 4 lessons after I’d been working toward that goal for years. It’s amazing what a good instructor can do!
Have you had a teacher or coach that gave you a confidence boost and helped you drastically improve? Hit me up on the social media links to the right and tell me about them!
A week ago I woke up with pain in my right shoulder. By Wednesday the pain was down enough that I went back to work. Thursday morning I woke up with some of the worst pain I have ever had in my shoulder. I couldn’t breathe without being reduced to tears. So instead of going to work I went to Urgent Care. Thankfully the Urgent Care doctor doesn’t think it’s anything skeletal, just a pretty bad muscle sprain. I’ve been taking lots of Ibuprofen and resting, but I had to go back to work Sunday morning.
On top of that, confusion over the Clip Studio Paint video course I’m recording put me about half a week behind schedule. So when I felt good enough to sit upright again I had to record videos, because contracted work comes before the comic.
My shoulder is feeling better, but it’s still sore. So instead of rushing to get the next page done and wrecking my shoulder again, I’m going to work slowly on the next page and hopefully it will be ready for Thursday. I’m sorry this chapter has been so sporadic, but I wasn’t intending on having so many health issues this year, obviously. (Or having contracted work to do, or my computer having a meltdown, or spending 19 days away from home)
On Monday I pulled my back out putting on my boots for work and ended up leaving early. Then I was coming down the stairs out of our house and fell on the sidewalk, twisting my ankle and hurting both wrists. I put an ankle brace on and tried to take it easy, but around 4 in the evening I stepped down on my ankle and it popped and nearly had me in tears because it hurt so bad. I went to urgent care and was told that I had to take it easy for a few days because I’d sprained it pretty good.
Then I discovered that the microphone I bought didn’t have the setting I needed for recording the new Video course for my publisher. So I had to pack it up, take it back to the store, and get the microphone that was over twice as expensive as the previous one because it had the setting I needed.
On Wednesday I tried and tried and tried to record but the dogs I’m watching until next Tuesday kept either walking around behind me or barking when I was recording, meaning that I had to start over.
So I decided that I was going to take my desktop PC home this morning, record a few videos, do a character question and update the site, go to the print shop, then come back up to let the dogs out and pack up Etsy orders. So I packed up the whole computer- again- and headed out. I got set up in my office at home, was about to throw files on a thumb drive that needed to go to the print shop and then start recording…
When the power blinked off at home for a few seconds. It came back on immediately. However, my desktop… sorta didn’t. It’s done this to me before, where the power button is on but there’s no signal going to the monitor. It gets stuck in the sleep cycle, I think, and the only think that has worked in the past was to do some combination of unplugging everything, plugging it back in, hoping the stars are aligned, making a sacrifice, and praying in order for it to work again.
Two hours later, after unplugging and plugging back in, googling for solutions, screaming, throwing things, crying, pleading, and even trying on a different monitor, I had to pack up the computer and drive 30 minutes south to Best Buy to get it looked at. I figured that by the time I got down there the problem would have resolved itself.
Well, it didn’t resolve itself. I ended up have to pay $82 for a new power supply and for a technician to install it. I wouldn’t have paid for the install but I wanted to be sure before I drove 30 minutes north again that this fixed the problem.
An hour later the tech told me that my computer is living on borrowed time and that a motherboard failure is imminent. It’s not a matter of ‘if’, it’s a matter of ‘when’. The power supply fixed the problem for now but it’s not going to stop the myriad issues. I have had this computer for about 6-7 years and I’m surprised it’s lasted this long. I was already thinking about having to get a new one, before I bought the RAM to upgrade the computer.
So I sat in my car and cried for a good long while. Then I had lunch, because I was starving, and came back home. I set the computer back up and started backing up files. I grabbed my microphone and headed back up to let the dogs out. By then they had been shut up in the house for so long that there was pee on the floor.
Needless to say, I’m exhausted. I haven’t gotten anything done, aside from wasting a bunch of gas and giving myself a headache. It’s 6:40 p.m. and I’m ready to go crawl in to bed.
So basically… I’m sorry there’s nothing here but this blog post. There were circumstances beyond my control. I had a plan to get a lot done, and my computer decided to implode.
I don’t know what else to say other than that. Sorry again that there wasn’t an actual update, but I did everything I could.
Today I was going to put up a fun character question that I got from a friend. But it doesn’t seem like the day for such a thing. Not right now.
I found out about the shooting in Orlando yesterday morning while I was at work. I was so tired that I really haven’t been able to truly process the tragedy until today. I spent most of my morning at work on the verge of tears.
This is a senseless tragedy. A terroristic hate crime, that was perpetrated during a time when this community should have been celebrating. A person with hate in their heart walked in to a sanctuary of love and life, and they mowed down 100 people, killing 50 of them.
No one should have access to the tools to do such a horrible thing. This man was not at war, he wasn’t under attack. He didn’t choose a government or military target: he chose a target full of innocent people who thought they were in a safe space. This was an act of terror, and a crime of hatred.
I can’t even function today because I’m so upset. So many of my friends are members of the LGBTQA+ community. Their rights and their lives mean a lot to me. No one should have to be afraid of not being allowed to go to the bathroom, or being shot for no reason.
Thoughts and prayers are well and good, but there is so much more that needs to be done. We need legislation. We need health care. We need people to not use religion to spread hatred.
Last month I made Pride buttons that I’d been thinking about making for two years. I finally designed them and listed them on Etsy just a few weeks ago. For the next two weeks, 40% of the proceeds of the sale of these Pride buttons will be donated to The Center Orlando, one of the oldest LGBT support centers in the country. That’s around $0.60 per button sold.
We’ll started Character Questions on Thursday. Please send me any questions you may have for the cast of Adrastus, because right now I only have two.
I love all of you who come to this website. You mean so much to me! And please, if you love someone and haven’t told them lately, let them know. Because you never know when that opportunity might be gone.