I got accepted!
Hang on. Let me go back. I wrote this blogpost on Monday and a lot has happened since then. Let’s rewind so you know what i’m talking about.
“Monday came around too damn fast like she always does. I’m currently watching “I hus til halsen” and drinking iced tea at work. I’ve finished my writing exercise for today and just need to psych myself up to begin working on my novel. There’s not much for me to do at work right now – emails are answered, projects completed on Friday and so until I hear anything else – this time becomes me time. I’m looking forward to lunch too. I’m trying to get back into my fasting meaning I eat from 12.00pm till around 7/8.00pm. Sometimes I miss the deadline in the evening because I get home late from work and have to shower, then make dinner. But I stick to it as best I can. The only time I let loose is on the weekends. This weekend I went for a run in the snow and it just put my heart back in its place, after having been broken from leaving home.
I’m still eagerly refreshing my emails to see if the horseshoeing school has returned with a verdict for me. I mentioned signing up in my previous blogpost that you can read here. They said it’d take a couple of weeks for them to review my application, but I’m checking consistently since I applied – which was 4 days ago. I’m just too damn excited! In the mean time I’ve been researching my butt off, reading everything I can about the experience and what it entitles. I found a great link to an article detailing what I can expect, you can read it here, and now I’m pumped. I really hope they accept me, because I think I’d be damn good at this as a profession. At the moment I have been between books and unable to decide what I’m in the mood for but I’m figuring that I’ll pick up my hoof care and farrier books, perhaps try to get a head start if possible with the general knowledge part of the course. I don’t want to walk in without an idea.
I would really have like to have taken the 8 weeks course but I don’t currently have to funds for that. Besides, I don’t want to pay an insane amount for such a long course to find out it’s not for me, worst case scenario of course. I also don’t know that I’ll even be in Wyoming all that long because my paper heart already flew off to Texas without me, sodding thing.
So the two week course is perfect for me right now. Later on I plan to attend a Farrier school in Texas when I’m all settled and that’ll be the long one. And I suppose that’s my current career plan – that and writing of course. Writing is constantly on my mind. If I had the ability to take a month off I believe my book would be finished, and I can then focus of my book of poetry and moral ramblings.
Hopefully we’ll buy our own land and I can have an old blacksmith shop by the barn in some picturesque rugged country on the Lone Star panhandle. I want to wake up before sunset every day and smoke a pipe before I start work. And I’m closer to my dream now than I’ve ever been. It all depends on whether I get in. I wouldn’t be able to survive on an artist’s wage until some publisher discovered my books and paid me the price. I don’t want to be rich — I want to be happy, but I’ve received such wonderful and supportive feed back on my writing lately that im in awe of you all. Thank you.
So I plan to work as a farrier to help fill my coffers. With any the land we acquire, that wonderful day ahead of us, will be large enough for filming westerns and shorts. Jack and I already have a few ideas in our notebooks we’d like to try. We have a few creative friends in Texas we plan on getting involved. My bridesmaid for one – I will make can actor out of him if I kills me. He’s like the Woodrow Call to Jacks Gus McCrea. And if this point is reached my horses will be rescues that need a place to sleep, retire and somewhere the sun can warm their backs all year long. Sweet Texas. I’ll use them for film work to, but the choice will ultimately be theirs.
Do you hear that? That empty sound is the noise of my empty pockets before I even began to dream. Haha. I’ve never let money stop me. Money is nothing, it helps but it won’t stop me getting there or wherever. Right now we’re working for our dreams and it’s exciting really, hard but exciting. Now I don’t know how well this plan will work out, or if it’ll ever come to fruition at all; but it’s a plan I’m loving the sound of. And for as long as my current job lasts I’ll do what I have to and write as much as I can and save every penny.
I’d also like to eventually donate farrier services to charity horse sanctuaries that I care about when I feel I have the skill. There’s a particular one I cherish and hope to visit in Santa Fe New Mexico one day (and another in Argyle, TX). We could take two weeks, drive over there, trim their hooves and volunteer. I’d like to build up a happy and trusting relationship with clients that won’t drive me crazy, and live happily in my blacksmithing, acting and writing. Why it’s such a crazy-ass dream that I fill up with joy just writing about it. I think we can make it happen.”
Back to today. I’ve truly struggled with the novel the last few days and yesterday was a little miserable for me. However, today i received a phone call — that i ignored; i never pick up the phone. And there was no voice mail message left. Madam forgot that she had turned off her mobile data — i turned it on and there in my inbox that was bursting at its seams was a 19 voice mail from Cheyenne Wyoming.
“Could it be? They’ve said no. I bet thats it. After the week i’ve already had this will top it off.”
“Bella! We want to talk to you about to application to the Wyoming School of Horse shoeing — please call back.”
I rushed to the union student center for my lunch and eagerly called. The lady was so lovely and excited, i’ve been accepted. $1900 for the two weeks and an addition $1400 for tools. The tools caught me unawares but i’m willing to pay it to make sure i have exactly what i need.
But it made my day, my week and i am so excited to live on their ranch for two weeks with the bison, horse shoeing activities and the all the other experiences. I really wasn’t sure i’d be accepted! She even said, as i live quite close, that i could come and take a look around the place before i pay for the course to be sure. I’m hoping to converse with her again asap to arrange a time to go there and meet her.
Anyway. I got accepted!!! Im so ecstatic. The happiness i feel about this farrier school business that it makes up for losing out on the class i desperately wanted to do at UW. Im so grateful for Jack helping me and being there every step of the way. I really couldn’t live the life that i do without him. Hug your others tonight, the deserve it.
Thanks for reading this long blog post.
I hope you’re all doing well.