It has been a week of distractions distracting me! Some were anticipated, but one in particular no one could have predicted. I accept the distractions distracting me sometimes just happen. Looking at it as part of life, I make it a temporary focus, knowing I just have to adjust a few things.
This time of the year, I am always a bit distracted from Sewing with Stitcher due to my duties with Camp Oh Ah Lay Lay as registrar and finance director – the title that sounds impressive! I love camp, missed it so much last year (2020 – the year COVID ruled) as did all our regular campers who come each year. Volunteering at this GS camp has been rewarding beyond words and I can’t imagine being uninvolved.
If Only Horses Could Talk
And then this past week threw a very unexpected distraction into the mix. My daughter’s 21 year old horse was down. No matter what we did, she couldn’t get up. My husband found her at 8 AM. It was a long, hot day sitting by her side in the pasture all day trying to figure out what had happened. The horse wasn’t talking. We had plenty of company from neighbors who came to lend support and eventually muscle.
Several hours after receiving an anti-inflammatory injection and being rolled to her other side, this determined horse had had it with being prone. She worked so hard, but at last she was again on all four feet! We learned when our regular vet came at 6 PM that the horse had slipped and pulled a muscle in one leg. She had fallen on it and was unable to use it to help push herself up. Rolling her put the uninjured leg to the advantage of eventually being able to get her up.
Because our pasture land is all moderately sloped, the horse is confined to the round pen which on flat land. She has received 3 steroid shots as of today and is doing better, but it is still to soon to think she has healed. A few more days of anti-inflammatory drugs dusting her grain, and then a very slow return to pasture life.
Time to Become Undistracted
Unless another emergency occurs to distract me the rest of this week, I will not let distractions distract me. Caught up pretty much on camp paperwork, so I want to focus on some sewing. I found peace working in the quilting room a bit yesterday. I need more time behind the sewing and quilting machines.
There will always be distractions distracting us. Some controllable; others not. I believe distractions distracting defines life by how we deal with it. Today I will deal with them from behind a sewing machine! How about you?