Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Flying by the Seat of Our Pants

   I was born a planner and an organizer. I plan everything out and make lists. I like things to be a certain way. I used to get so upset if someone ruined my plans...but I married a cowboy! Sometimes, being married to a cowboy means your plans don't work out or they change last minute. Sometimes it means running back and forth between where we live and where we're from...three hours away. Last minute trips home aren't easy with a four month old baby, but we make it work. Sometimes last minute trips home mean having to borrow my mom's clothes, but that's okay! I've really had to learn to fly by the seat of my pants, and I think I've gotten good at it!
   Being married to a cowboy means...the nights I plan and make dinner you can bet he had plans to go ride colts with a friend and eat in town! The weekends I really want to stay home and relax a little bit are the weekends he definitely has plans to go home...but forgets to tell me until the last minute.
    Being married to a cowboy means having to move twice a year from summer range to winter range. It means unexpected vet bills or having to stay up all night with the two year old because she tore herself up or colicked... again. It means that sometimes, my husband spends more time shoeing horses at night than he does with us, or he'd really rather work his dogs than watch a movie even though it's FREEZING outside.
   Sometimes he drives me CRAZY with all his last minute plans and forgetting that he doesn't have time for everything...but being married to a cowboy also means a husband who is home every night. It means a man who is so hard working and luckily, we get to go to work with him sometimes. It means getting a bum calf instead of flowers. It means a slower paced life, living a little bit off the grid. It means always having a new colt or a new pup, and for me that's the most exciting part! I'm just a little girl at heart and can't get enough horses and dogs! 😅 Being a cowboy's wife means being blessed enough to live the life I always dreamed of. It's crazy, busy, messy, and beautiful, and I wouldn't trade it for the world!

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