40,000 Later

Drop Out

Drop Out, 2021......

I dropped out of my classes for the Fall 2021 semester except for one class that I was still gonna try to pass, so it would be off my plate. I needed to rest and heal from my foot injury I got two weeks ago from being stepped on by Monocle, and then Mudge the day before my doctor's appointment. I was pissed that I once again did not get through equine studies at a college level, and wished it didn't take about 40,000 dollars or more to realize that working in the equine field just wasn't for me. I would still keep my job for now at the stables I worked for; I loved it there with everyone and seeing the boarders who kept their horses there. But as for the racing Industry.....I no longer support it. But, I still wanted to take the classes that were available for the additional knowledge and education or if and when I own my own horses.

The only good thing that happened that week besides the motivational speech from Bubba was my riding lesson. Even though I had a foot injury, I didn't let that stop me from riding, and practicing my stadium jumping and dressage. I was just hoping that my instructor would take some videos and pictures of me riding so that I could keep track of and post about my progress. And I was hoping that I would get to ride Taco again. So far, I've ridden a horse named BB, Splendid and then Taco. Out of the three so far, I like Taco the best.

Now that I was only taking one class a semester, things around the house were gonna change. I had to help be the maid of the house, and do the vacuuming, dusting, mopping, mowing the lawn like I've been doing, and help out with anything else needed done like the dishes. I had to start paying for my own gas again, and work full time doing something, but not something lower than $15 an hour. My mom would take some money out of my paychecks every week or two to help pay her back for the money I owned for some things, and pay $300 a month in rent. I'm not paying my $45 phone bill, only because everyone had to be on the same policy for it to work out with Spectrum. I might even end up with the car in my name and on my own insurance policy sooner than I would expect, and pay about $150 to $200 a month for that sense Kentucky is a no fault state.

I Still tried to make plans for a tip back up to Ohio for the Maple Fest ( if it even happens in 2022 due to Covid ) and I wanted to go to Breyerfest next year as well, sense it would be at the horse park and virtual for people who still can't or won't travel. It's a hybrid, and that would be interesting. I might not even have enough money for Breyerfest , if I get a horse instead. That would cost about $650 to $700 a month on top of everything else. So because of how expensive horse ownership is, I was still on the fence about wanting to commit to such a responsibility.

My mom and I decided to pick up Old Chicago for dinner that night. We got there at 4:30pm to pick up our food, and didn't leave until 6:30pm cause they were "busy" and every time we called to ask where our food was, we heard others hang up on, or put it on hold. The salad was ruined, and we couldn't even eat it, they didn't bring out the calzone and had to go "find it", and the food overall was cold by the time we got it. My mom's turkey sandwich was served as a sub instead of a toasted bread sandwich like it usually is. Lately, NONE of the food was placed in a sanitary container. Everything was placed right in the box, and not even on paper to keep it sanitized from the hands that touched and made those boxes. Even the salad was thrown into a box instead of a container, and there wasn't even paper underneath it in the box.

Meanwhile, while all that shit was going on, I got into another low key argument when I brought up Bubba's baby mama. To start the conversation, we talked about jobs and me not wanting to be a nanny, and how much we hate shitty parents. I then brought up the baby mama, and how I don't like her manipulating her child to think she's better off without her father, and all I know is after that, my mom still has shit to say about them both, along the lines of "neither of them deserve to have a child, should bother get fixed or have their legs shown shut." She said some other crap about Bubba too like "he's a piece of shit human being" and some other things that made me bite my tongue from defending him in front of her. Who does she think she is? She's only met him once! I despise my mom for being this deceitful and becoming a straight up narcissist. One minute saying "I never had a problem with him" then saying shit like that. I wished I told Bubba's baby mama that she needs her legs shown shut. That would have been a better way to end that conversation. Hell, I might even try catfishing her in the future, even though my days of being a stalking catfish are long gone by now. Or are they?