Kitchen rant

I think my time here is starting to wear thin. I am still not succeeding in controlling the evil thing that is my mental temper, often catching myself barking back snide comments at orders that are barked to us (in my head, of course). It is mostly because, now that she's healthy and back to order, I think a lot of the things she asks us to do could be done herself.

And the kitchen!! Oh, that room... every time she or her husband go inside, it's like a hurricane has hit it! Feel like I'm back in Australia... For how long they have had people clean after them?? Seems to be a while, given their lack of ability or thought to even move their dirty dishes from the table to the sink. Even just that smidgen of thought would go a long way. Instead, we come in feeling like maids, having to sort through the rubble and debris to make sense of it all again.

This morning - pieces of bread on the ground, on the table, plastic bags strewn about... which is important, which is empty, who freaking knows!!! Then to tell me I'd moved a bag to the wrong place, I felt like turning around and bellowing, "Well, then grow up and learn to put things away!!!!" Feel like a mother always chasing after her children.

BESIDES THAT, I have enjoyed today. We did more riding with the camels, which I know G is doing to give me training but it's also good for her camels to get exercised so I refuse to believe she's selflessly sacrificing the hours. It's give n take in this situation, and I will continue to believe that - which is why it grates on me so much when it's take, take, take.

For lunch, we accepted G's invitation as that meant we didn't have to cook. It meant, however, that we had to set the table and ready everything... not so bad, unless you have continual orders to do more, more, more! I don't think it was that bad but she gets us when we think we're having a break, so to be asked to do so much to just have something to eat... well, let my just say that we regretted saying yes.

I swear I could almost hear L's teeth grinding as we tapped our feet to get out of the taxidermy-laden dinner room (which we never use - would rather NOT look at stuffed animal heads while I eat, thanks). I was certainly counting the seconds. Should NOT let this get to me like it is...

Tonight I think I will decline the aerobics class, my wrists need a rest and so does my head. Just Spanish and relaxation will do for now, thanks. OH, and big news - I am back on top with the stallion! Yeeeoow!! Can now do all the work without help again, which puts a big smile on my face. Hate the feeling of letting myself down like that.

So, if you've survived reading to the end of this rant, congratu-fucking-lations. Guess I won't be seeing you around my blog too much again then, eh??

My first time leading a camel!!

This morning's routine was disrupted by an eletricity blackout, making it nearly impossible to see the muck we were meant to be cleaning and actually impossible to put the feed through the machine. So, we did what we could and left the rest til later.

Then came the riding. Not one ride, not two, no no not even three, but FOUR rides later we were finished!! Albeit they were shorter rides, but we basically needed to start getting the camels out into the bush again after the winter months break - also, because I'd mentioned to G that I wanted to get my own camel in Australia, she was keen to train me on leading a camel.

First we went out with her leading the youngest, most untrained one (Aladdin) then she took out 2 of the others, then two others, then it was my turn to get a camel! It looked simple enuf, and what do you know - it was simple! I am sure she gave me the best behaved one (which happened to be the one that spat in my face last time I was hungover and trying to feed - cunt) and went the easiest route, but still I had fun.

Hopefully the weather stays middle of the road as it is - not too cold and icy, not too hot and muddy - so we can go out with the camels more and actually ride them instead of just lead! No doubt G won't actually give us reins, just lead, but still, how fun!!

After the riding, we were told to put the horses out and give the animals lunch, then it was free time!! But before that, it was just little things - do this, do that - and it started to grate on me. At one point, I actually snapped at G, when she came into the kitchen as we finished lunch asking if we'd cooked her anything. Sometimes it gets to me... when we're meant to be helpers with the yard, in the kitchen, in the house... But I know it's just my temper. We had some good riding so I should be grateful. And this training is so good for me.

Earlier in the day, G had asked me if I wanted to come to the aerobics class she taught and, as I had done several times before, she assumed I would bail by the day's end because I was too tired but this time I was pumped for it. It was just in Melk so not far. Well, the class was... interesting. Unusual kinds of movements... that's all I can say. Definitely the first time I've ever come out of an aerobics class without sweating (maybe the gym was a little colder), but I think I got some good stretches in. And I DEFINITELY feel more fit and muscular than before. Finally!