The first three months were harder than the proposal had promised.
The spring rain flooded the lower paddock, so we lost two weeks of outdoor lessons. The water line repair took longer than expected. One of the horses developed a tendon strain, and Finch had to be moved to a lighter schedule. Dana taught extra evenings, but the new class bookings came slowly.
We met the targets for lesson attendance by a narrow margin. We missed the target for arena rentals by nearly half.
At the first quarterly review, Richard said we were making progress but not enough. I agreed. I brought a revised schedule, a list of expenses, and the bookings for the summer clinic. He didn't soften his questions, and I didn't expect him to.
Owen sat beside me through each meeting, but he stopped answering question
