Day Two of being out of the house. My friend was done with work early yesterday, so we went out for a horseback ride. I haven't been in years. There is something therapeutic about catching a horse, brushing, picking feet, saddling, bridling and hoisting yourself up. We really just meandered around the fields and dirt roads. The motion of a horse is refreshing and natural.
We got in about 5, ate potato soup and nestled in by a fire for TV time. I called home to let H know I could be dropped off, rather than picked up. I kept the convo short, he was on the other line with a family friend anyway. He told me I could stay longer if I thought it was helping.
He called me back about an hour later. He said he was ready to have me home, not to freak out about his offer of letting me stay longer (I wasnt, I explained this). He was warm and friendly, we talked a bit, about the kids and what we had been up to...then hung up. I slept great lastnight. I don't know if I am ready to gooo home. Yikes, this is the nicest vacation.
