At least that's what I'm telling everyone. Bull riding sounds soooo much more interesting then what really happened. What am I talking about? Well, this incredibly clumsy woman stepped off of the porch of our old house and landed wrong. By doing this, I sprained my ankle, bad. Yep, I'm down for the count.
For a few days, I was on crutches. In fact, for one day I was in a wheelchair. The day after I sprained my ankle we went to the zoo. My sister had gotten tickets for us in advance. There was no way I was going to pass that up. Plus, they had wheelchair rentals! Woooo Hoooo! Anyway, I did find out that you can't see much when you are in a wheelchair. Well, nothing but butts. Lots, and lots of butts. And on that note, I don't care how well you are built, please, PLEASE don't wear workout tights as pants. Trust me on this. Ok, thanks.
Well, with me down for a while, we are going to have to put a few things on hold. Getting a building for the workshops is one of the things on hold. I don't know where this will lead us, but I'm sure everything will work out for the best. Maybe this was a sign to slow down. Maybe this was a sign to look into a different direction. I don't know, but it was a big blow. Time will only tell. One thing at a time. And right now, I'm concentrating on getting my ankle better.
So for now,
Small Farm Girl, down for the count.