FULL-TIME EMPLOYMENT!

I have the best kind of news.

After two years and four months of a combination of un-/under-employment, my husband unexpectedly landed the job of his dreams.  The exact type of job he wanted when he signed up for that engineering college originally.

HALLELUJAH!

Pony doesn't care, as long as I can continue to pay for his treats.  That's the only skin he has in this game, or so he thinks.

This job will have him traveling to a different client site each week, flying out Monday morning and flying back Thursday evening.  On the horse front, this means:

- I get tons of guilt-free barn time - married ladies, you know what I mean.
- I can feel less guilty about spending money on Connor.  The amount of guilt I've carried these past couple of years is indescribable.
- We don't have to move.
- I can continue to derp around at the job I love (that gives me tons of barn time!) instead of pushing myself and taking a high-pressure/higher-paying job in the city that I had been interviewing for.

So happy!

Picture of what happens during fireworks season, just because.