Update

Update #1: I have poison oak on my face. It's right by my ear, where I imagine I didn't get technu. As I recreate my rubbing technu on my face, it seems to me I miss that spot. Darn it. Did I mention today was picture day at the office? I was hired as part of the college recruitment program at my business and they want pics to present to the board of directors.....

Update #2: My vet is able to get me in this afternoon for an ultrasound! I iced and surpassed Farley's leg today. Feels better, but still ouchy.

Update #3: My boss texted message me Sunday morning to fly to Alabama Monday morning. I got that message approximately 60 minutes ago. Oops. Could NOT have come at a worse time - a friend has offered to do any Farley rehab this week, I have to cancel my PT this week, ignore my laundry, and explain to my trainer why I'm such a flake and I have to postpone my dressage show AGAIN.

This has got to be one of the worst weekends in recent memory. There's a bunch of personal stuff going on too that I'm not going to get into here.

Regarding the trailer story.....On Saturday evening, as my Dad was driving me to Marysville after the ride (thanks Dad!) we noticed my running lights weren't working. We got home before dusk so not a problem, but peculiar as they had worked last time I drove in the dark......which was the end of February.

What ever happened, I didn't have them now.

We replaced the non-working running lights (2) on Sunday afternoon to see if there was a short somewhere. Still didn't work. We checked the plug. Inconclusive results. No idea what's wrong. I'm frusterated because I take my trailer maintenance seriously. I'm not one to drive without lights, I get running lights fixed in a timely manner, get it serviced once a year, etc.

Crap.

Now it's six o'clock.

I have physical therapy at 7:30am. I can't drive home in the morning, because I would STILL be driving in the dark, and the traffice will be worse in the morning.

The decision is made for me to drive home as fast as possible and try to beat sun down. My flashers, brakes, brake lights, and turn signals work - it's just the running lights and the tail lights that are out.

I know I'm not going to make it. It's a solid 2.5 hour drive which puts me home at 8:30p. It's dark by 8.

I drive as fast as I dare. Yes, I'm speeding.

It gets dark.

I turn on my emergency flashers, pull into the slow lane and start going to the speed limit (55mph). I pray that my flashers still work. I can't pull over to make sure because I will lose more time.

I white knuckle it for 30 more minutes praying that no one hits my trailer and injuries my horse, that I don't get pulled over and given a ticket I can't afford.

I get to my stable and unload my horse.

I find the ouchy spot on her RF.

I put her away.

I jump in my truck and prepare to back my trailer into its spot.

My fuel light goes on.

I hadn't even noticed I was almost out of gas.