Anyway, blew out after that to my farrier's place up in the hills. I now have a second client! Yay! And even niftier, we are bartering (my time giving computer assistance for their time giving riding lessons), in pursuit of fixing my issues about actually getting on a horse unassisted. (I used to ride Bombero, bareback, at a flat-out gallop next to a canal, like a frigging movie Indian. I swear I don't know how I got here from there. But the fear is real, and denying that doesn't make it go away.)
Then I flew out of there and back to Stockton in the silly rental car (flying not being too strong a phrase, as I think I did 50 mostly-mountain miles in 40 minutes), and exchanged it for my nicely-maintained truck, and errands and home. And now I am up way too late for someone who must leave the house no later than 4:40am tomorrow.
Another diet milestone this morning. The scale read 276, so I have officially lost 101 lbs.
This week's homework with Molly? I have scheduled six hours on Sunday to Just Lie About And Read. Yeah, impending burnout case, me.