My Old Riding Barn is For Sale!
I just found out today that the stables that I use to ride at back when I was in high school is for sale. It kind of makes me sad to hear that. I talked to my old riding instructor today and she told me that they are retiring and selling the farm. Well, I'm happy for them I guess. It's about time for them to retire, it's hard to keep up with a business like that once your body starts to slow down. But still... that place means so much to me. That is where I learned how to REALLY ride. It wasn't the first stable a took lessons at, but I consider that place to be where I really got serious about horses. It's because of my old riding instructor that I decided I wanted to have a career with horses.
I wish I could buy the place. I don't even live in the same state anymore, but still... whenever I day dream about my future as a riding instructor I ALWAYS picture myself in a setting just like that one. It would be just perfect. 40 plus fenced acres, river front, duck pond, backs up to state property with some of the most extremely beautiful trails I have ever rode, large indoor arena, dressage sized outdoor arena, 22 box stalls, heated wash rack, heated lounge with a bathroom, hay barn, not to mention the quaint 3 bedroom country home and three car garage with heated workshop! And all the wonderful memories that go along with it.
Guys, I'm telling you, you know that place that your mind wonders off to when you are day dreaming about horses? This is that place for me! During my early years of high school that was my safe haven, my escape from life's troubles. What I would give to have that place for my own!
And you know, the ironic thing is I'm really not that far away from the point where I could own a place like that. Maybe three or four years and I could successfully own and operate that place. That's not a very long time! I could probably even afford it at the price they are asking. But just watch that place get sold out from under me as soon as I'm ready to buy. Wouldn't that just be my luck?
My Goodness... somebody tie me to a chair before my imagination runs away with me.