Oh, bloody hell.

The young woman who does the barn work out at the farm quit today. She has given us 2 weeks notice, unlike the last girl who gave us a whole 2 days, so that's something. I know this kind of work is not what anyone would choose as a career; it's hard physical labour, and not the best paying job in the world. That said, we pay more than most other stables, and from everything we've heard, treat our employees a whole lot better than most. It's partly because we're so hands on, and partly because we want everyone to feel like they're part of the team. We're quite stunned, because she's only been working for us for 5 months, and she'd assured us when she started that she would be there for at least the year. Well, damn. We can't force her to stay, so we are now back in the hunt for someone else. It happens, it's just the way it works out. It's such bad timing, though. We're at the start of show season, we have three of our young horses in training 4 days a week, and we have to get on with breeding one of the girls and doing the embryo transfer soon. Plus, I have to go back to Ontario for my niece's wedding in a couple of weeks, and Sue needs to go see her mother in England....

Oh, bloody hell.