halloween

yum


mhm.

how does this work...

I do housekeeping for 8 hours, busy as hell the entire time, and after work I'm not tired at all. Then I do turndown for 6 hours, not busy at all, and I get home, and I'm exhausted. I just want to pass the fuck out. Is it just because I get off late at night rather than in the early evening? I did graveyard before, and work late at night and got off in the early morning, and wasn't tired at all. Hm.

Anyways.

Tomorrow, I get to work housekeeping for 8 hours and then turndown for another 5.

whoo.

I can't complain. I get to work a lot of hours, whereas several people where I work have been cut. So. This is me, not complaining.

This is also me, stopping this post, so I can apply at other jobs, before I'm one of the guys getting cut without warning.

wow this is quite the hold music

admissions!!

accepting applications

for a rich husband. seriously. you can email your application and resume to moxie.sky@gmail.com



no, not seriously. what kind of person do you think I am?
I just want to never have to work again. but then again, maybe I'd miss it. haha, totally kidding. I wouldn't miss it. If I didn't have to work, my days would be filled with gardening, cooking, riding my horses, writing, practicing my Craft, and making things, like oils, soaps, and incenses. I would probably start a scrapbook, and I would never have to stress about having a messy house, because I would always have time to keep up with cleaning and laundry. And in addition to all that, I would have time to continue to discover. But instead of doing all these wonderful things, I do the following:

Sleep.
Feed horses.
Work.
Teach riding lessons.
Clean stalls.
Feed horses.
Sleep.
Repeat.

keep in mind that I do also do things like, eat, shower, and smoke plenty of cigarettes.
And I make sure to listen to music throughout as much of the day as I possibly can - even at work, where if I'm caught doing it, I could lose my job. But music is important enough to me - to my sanity and soul health - that I'd risk my job for it. Even now as I type, at almost midnight, as I lay in my bed in the dark, I'm listening to music. Currently a dubstep remix... But this specific playlist also includes artists like, Natalie Merchant, Beastie Boys, Meiko, SKSK, The Chieftains, Ani DiFranco, Blue Foundation, Royksopp, Say Anything, Enya, Nina Simone, Billie Holiday, Ashley Macisaac, LEO Imai, Brain Hacker, Miyavi, Alice Nine, and more... I know. It sounds very random, but all the songs are relaxing. The playlist is called "chill" and now the song I'm listening to is called Voice Of The Canyon. I just changed it, because that was totally gonna make me fall asleep. Now I'm listening to the Arabian Dance, by Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky. You know. From the Nutcracker.

I just got seriously sidetracked by music.

Now to get sidetracked again...

Friesians are big, beautiful, draft horses. They don't finish growing until they are 6-8 years old. Because of this, no matter how big they look when they are 2, you still can't expect to ride them until they are done growing - to put that much extra stress on their body is really hard on them while they are still growing, in fact you are risking some serious problems down the road if you put their bodies through that before they are finished developing. But you know what I had to watch today?

I had to watch someone saddlebreak and ride their 2 year old Friesian. First off, they had a seriously interesting way of teaching them that riding is no biggie. Second, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU RIDE A TWO YEAR OLD FRIESIAN?!?!

moving on.

Now I'm listening to 'Sleep' by Meiko. .... Distraction by music, again.

moving on.

actually, not moving on, because I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes open.. Moral of this post?

Don't spend your whole life working to live and living to work. I understand needing to pay the bills. I understand that totally. But.

Don't live your life in a way that you will regret when you're old, and looking back at all the things you could have done. All the things you wanted to do. Do what you want to do, do what makes you happy. That's what is important.

Now I shall sleep. 

I'm so excited

to go to work in the morning! yay. I love my job. I'd like nothing more than to clean and clean and clean and clean.


All I can do is be thankful that I only do housekeeping 3 times a week, and get to turndown the other days. yay for that! and extra yay on getting two days off every week! and extra extra yay, I am pretty sure I'm going to go back to school (online)!

now. shower. and bed. and also cuddle time with my pretty pup! 

It's a good thing I went to work today

they would have been fucked without me.

also! I got $10 in tips! ya~ should be way more than that haha but whatevs right! 

chocolate therapy ice cream for breakfast

followed by a cup of morning joe and all my vitamins. I'm off to a great start, ye?

Sadly for me, it's cold and pouring, and the house is dark even though it's almost 8am, and I really have to get my ass to the barn like NOW but really I'm just sitting here, still not wearing pants, with some minor heartburn from the ice cream.

My room is a disaster. I seriously seriously need to clean.

does this make sense?

He has never done a thing to harm me. He has never given them a reason to believe he is dangerous or violent. He has only ever made me feel happy, safe, complete. The reason he is not in my life is because they have decided that I cannot be with him.

Yet they can say inappropriate, uncomfortable things to my friends (for instance, 'does the carpet match the drapes?' or 'poke prod yes please' or 'you're cute, gorgeous, beautiful and amazing') and then decide that when my friends bring up that these things are NOT okay, it's my friends who are the bad ones? My friends that are just trying to start problems where there aren't any?


Tell me please, what is wrong with this?

Better question; why do I put up with this?


Answer to the better question, because I have horses, and I need help financially from them until I either A) get rid of my horses or B) become more stable financially. It's not permanent. Because I have plans, and I will make them happen. And my plans involve him, the man that they have decided is so terrible and have actually compared to a psychotic serial killer (no, I'm not fucking kidding). My plans involve this man, and I do intend on starting a family of my own with him. Regardless of whether or not they are accepting of that.

Sincerely,
me. 

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I didn't know what to title this post, hence the question marks. When I was in middle school and high school, all I listened to was Japanese rock and Korean hip hop. Then I moved on to other things, in languages I can actually understand. Recently, however, I've suddenly become infatuated once again with Japanese and Korean music. Alice Nine, Sug, Miyavi, Big Bang, TOP, GD, TaeYang, Winner... It brings me back. I don't mean it brings back memories... I mean, it brings me back to that mentality, that I used to have. It's happier, more carefree... I have to say, I'm glad. It's kind of what I need right now.


Side note,


 Just found a song that my mom used to play... St. Teresa, by Joan Osborne. Now THAT brings back memories. Wow.

I just fell in love, again

How does that even happen?

But damn. It's been... almost 10 years... since I met him.... And after all this time, it doesn't take much to remind me. <3 nbsp="" p="">

absolutely shocking

things work out.... and I'm going to learn how to make soap.