Why "The Morning after the Morning Before"? Well, I went out and rode a pony yesterday. For those who do not know me, you will be wondering what on earth is the problem with that. Well, I have Fibromyalgia and Hyper-Mobility Syndrome, and in 2010 I suddenly developed Hip Bursitis in my right hip. It was such a severe case that an ambulance had to be called at 5 am on a Sunday morning, so I could go to hospital and get the morphine I needed. My 2 ponies had to go to temporary homes for 3 months. as I could not cope with the physical work needed to care for them over the winter. I have been advised for years not to ride, but had continued, getting less frequent and for shorter distances, until this June when I could not even cope with 10 minutes of slow walking. My mare is very very wide, so we all wondered whether that was causing the issue. I have started to train my mare to drive now and have a cute little 2-wheeler Chariot - but I kept being tempted to get my saddle on her on sunny days and try 'just once more'. Then, yesterday I had the chance to go and try a narrower pony. I had been having a few reasonable days for me and it was only a short drive away, so I got my riding hat out, literally dusted the cobwebs off my boots and headed off. Well, I got on this sweet elderly pony and for a while it felt comfy. He was definitely stretching my hips a lot less - but as we headed down a steep hill in a gale and threatening black cloud, I could feel my hips starting to complain after only a few minutes. So, I turned back to the yard and tried a little trot, but he was stiff with age as well and not particularly keen to go that fast. I dismounted, had a little chat with the owner and drove home. I rested on the sofa for a while after preparing lunch, and when I went to get up I was in agony. I had to spend the rest of the day on extra painkillers, using 2 sticks to get around (thankfully my 2 wonderful ponies came up from their grazing as soon as they saw me, and I had prepared their shed for the night in advance, so I could just put their feed buckets on the floor and shut them in) and perched on one of our bar stools in the kitchen. By the time I went to bed the pain had eased slightly, but now my lower back feels like it has been compressed. This morning, I feel like I have done a 3 hour ride, not a few minutes! Lesson learnt - I CANNOT HORSE RIDE ANYMORE. After 35 years of riding, it feels like a huge part of me has died. My riding hat and boots are still by the back door where I left them yesterday, and I will need to carry them back to my tack shed when I am able. I know that I am lucky and still have my ponies (and if I am sensible can cope with their care most days), and hopefully I will be driving my mare soon (she is recovering from a hoof abscess), BUT I loved to ride and still had ambitions (to ride across Wales for one).
Enough rambling about me - what you have come on here to see is my workspace.
My desk surfaces are not particularly interesting this morning. I have done a lot of crafting this week (lots of ATCs for swaps with http://www.atcsforall.com/), but all tidied up and just the results of some birthday/Xmas shopping spread around now, plus a bulging 'Action Tray' to go through later. Therefore, I am showing you the old bathroom trolley under my desk. This holds my 2 identical paper trimmers (I had one and then won another in a draw at our local craft shop - seemed useful to keep both), cute wooden box with various spare glues/tapes etc, little Sizzix embossing machine, foiling machine, laser printer for said foiling and my graphics tablet on top of that. Oh, and the plastic box of my embossing folders on the floor underneath.
Hope that everyone is well on this dark and windy morning. No snow here, but I know that many other areas of the UK are a lot colder/whiter.
I was meant to be going out to a craft workshop this morning (shrink plastic), but unlikely that I will be able to drive the car, so I think that a day of sorting out paperwork and getting on with more Xmas cards will be a better option.