£27 Riding. We’ve had an incredibly sleepless night. I’m exhausted.
Dh is being less than helpful. I told him in the week that if he needed me to cancel my riding lesson today let me know before 6pm yesterday.
This morning he announces that we’re going for lunch at 1230 with mil. I ride at 12. So I suggested (gently) that we go after. I’ll be done by 130. Or they can go without me. Either way.
Dh says they’ll go after. They meet me at stables and I borrow DMs car so Dh can do whatever with mil. She turned up and is in heels. Complained because it smells. She didn’t know it would be dirty. Asked my instructor for a towel to sit on on the bench... instructor rolled her eyes and Did not produce a towel.
after I’d finished and was putting pony away mil walked ds around the yard. Showed him the ponies. I’d told Dh not to go near the stupid small white one. Because she bites. Mil went near the stupid small white one. I told her not to stand so close. Pony tried to bite her when she went to pat her. And then went for her after. I used to hate that pony.
She then complained about being hungry. So we go to grab a sandwich. Fine. She moans because the coffee probably won’t be as good as in nz. The cafe doesn’t do flat whites. She wants a sandwich. “Will they do bread?” id hope so it’s a fucking sandwich that’s the point you moron
All through lunch it was “em ds is crying. Ds looks tired. Ds needs changing. I’m eating as quickly as I can do I can sort him out and get the hell away from her she then compress me to sil “sil would have sorted dnephew straight away” “sil wouldn’t have let him grissle...” I pointed out Dh was also there and that he could deal. “But you’re his mother”
My only consolation today is that ds whipped her with my whip after my lesson. My instructor was super nice with ds and sat him on a pony and told him he could have a proper go when he’s a big boy (smiles!!!) and the pony bit her.