I call people and talk to them on my phone. I also text. I take a few photographs. I use google maps for driving to new places, and I use All Trails for recording my trail mileage (horse). I think that’s about all. My phone is just another onerous modern burden to me. Particularly texting, which is unbearably slow and full of errors. I don’t see how people type quickly on that minuscule keypad. I occasionally try using various apps but I invariably run into some stupid snag or dead end, and I tolerate repetitive failure very poorly. Which is a shame because repetitive failure is a key feature of our inescapable technology-mediated world.
The past week it’s been all about my lame horse, who turned out to have an abscess in her hoof. It burst night before last, which was a great relief to her physically and me mentally. There’s a few days more of pain meds and soaking in warm Epsom salts, looks like. Then I might be riding again.
Today my big events are PT for my knee, which has been hurting me for months, and a trip to the feed store and the tile store, I am ordering the tile for the tackroom floor at long last. And hopefully painting. I am so ready to get all my tack and vet supplies out of the house and into their new, real home. It’s a beautiful clear cold day, 28 degrees F.