That’s enough. I’ve had enough. I give up, wave the white flag, surrender. Someone please explain why the third hurricane in 2 months is now barreling straight at Florida? I’m over it. Go away, Milton. It’s shaping up to be another bad one and I really just cannot.

We found out from the last hurricane that our generator is not sufficient to actually run the pump to get water all the way down the lines to the farthest fields. So, being responsible, we immediately ordered another one, which was supposed to arrive last week. That would have been great, if it had happened. Instead, somehow the generator ended up in Nevada. There were zero others in stock that could be re-routed to us more quickly, so that one is currently on it’s way to Florida and set to arrive just after the hurricane does. Stupendous. Very helpful. Thanks so much.

In the meantime, the barn worker went MIA last week, leaving me to deal with not only 25 horses in my sole care, but also the cleanup from the last hurricane. I am now conjoined with the zero turn mower, I think. Rob managed to get most of the biggest downed limbs picked up, so as of today we’re like… mostly cleaned up from Helene? Ish. We don’t have enough fence material (again, ordered but not arrived) to repair the fences that really need to be done, so I sure do hope those things decide to stay together through this one. They’re braced as well as they can be.

In the meantime, what little joy was left in my life was snuffed out by a perfectly timed abscess on Presto’s part. Did I panic last week and have the vet out for a lameness eval? Sure did. But we def have an abscess, it’s just the slowest moving thing in the history of abscesses and really refuses to come out despite the best continued efforts of me, my vet, and my farrier. So I had to scratch Ocala, which was set to be our first recognized event in 6 months. Does this completely derail my entire rest of the year plan? Indeed it severely does, thanks for asking.

In addition to the vet visit for his footie, Presto also got both a gastroscope (good news, his stomach looks pretty good) and an endoscope (also good) last week. No I have literally no money left in addition to the dearth of joy, but again, thanks for asking.

There was a point last week where I had three (count em THREE) riding horses, none of whom were actually rideable for various reasons and all missing one front shoe. Now after a farrier visit at least I’m 1 for 3 being rideable. Henry is carrying the team. Not that it matters, since we’re about to get slammed with a hurricane again.

In case you can’t tell, I have no sanity left either. It’s been a long couple weeks and promises to get worse before it gets better.

Fingers crossed that Milton takes it easy on us!