I think we can all agree on this: It's been a very long week.
It's not that bad. I got three stitches, and I probably shouldn't go to the barn for a little bit. That's a bummer, but I'm not complaining. Today was a really good day.
I feel like have been holding my breath since Tuesday. When the big news finally came in, I cried happy tears. I celebrated with Seth and Ryan, called my mom and texted James. Carol called me, and I cried again. It was a really good morning.
When things settled down and I cozied up in studio to watch the Breeders Cup and work on some models. Then - in true 2020 fashion - this happened.