The Best Day of My Life

Today was not the best day of my life.
The day I marry Joe will not be the best day of my life (but it will be close).
The day(s) I have our children will not be the best day of my life (but they will be close).

The day I graduated vet school was not the best day of my life. Though, in fact, it will in a round about way lead up to the best day of my life.

The best day of my life? The day I finish paying off my student loan.

Sigh. Its not going to be any time soon. I have like $170,000 in student loans. Probably more. I haven't really paid attention to it. I don't want to. I lived a little to high on the hog during vet school. The government let me.

Okay, rant aside, the real reason (other than financial freedom because I'm skeptical that Obama will do anything about this) I will be glad when my student loan is paid off is because then I can throw away a ton of paperwork! Today, because it was raining, I sorted out a majority of my filing cabinet. By sort, I mean that I took things out of their envelopes to reduce the amount of space in the cabinet. I shredded some things too. One of the problems is that I don't know if I can throw out these things now. What is important? An announcement that a dispersment of a student loan was made in 2009? I don't know so I kept it all.  Oh, dreaming for the best day of my life...

On Saturday, I went out to see the ponies in the morning. As I drove in, I saw Cody in the round pen in the pasture. I wondered why he was in there. I then noticed that he wasn't shut up in there but instead, the large TB gelding the ponies hang out with was preventing him from leaving. The gelding was actually teasing Cody, sort of wresting with him and nipping at him. Cody took it all in stride. He saw me coming in and you could tell that Cody was trying to get the gelding to lay off so they could all have cookies. Cody ducked out around the gelding when the gelding looked back at me and all were rewarded with cookies. I groomed both ponies and washed Nell's legs because she peed all over them when she was in heat last week. She's a slut.
In the pasture where the ponies are, there is a stack of rubber mats like for stalls or a trailer. Its about a foot high. I wondered if the ponies would walk over them. The answer was yes. When I turned around, I noticed that Lily, the yearling TB, was putting her front feet up on the pile too. She's so silly and I love her. I wonder if we could buy her super cheap.