Yes, that sign says "Barrels, Bulldogging and Roping for Boobies," it's a breast cancer awareness show they did where I live. Cash prizes, points and everything.
I called about another horse DH heard about. He gets to talk to more people, so naturally has more connections than I do. This one seemed rather nice just from what we'd heard thru the grapevine, so I figured let me suck it up and at least give them a call. Easy right? Hahaha, no not at all. It took me about 3 hours of pacing, taking anxiety meds, practicing what to say over and over, dialing the phone about 50 times but cutting it off before it could ring. . . Oh I was a mess, no lie. It paid off though, kind of. I thought.
The lady was rather nice, seemed friendly. I told her right off the beginning that I was terrified of people and I apologized if the conversation was awkward, she just sort of flowed with it. The paint gelding seemed nice on the phone too. An older gelding, about 14.3h, recent farrier and shots, last year for teeth. She said he was an ex lesson horse but they just had him around for the grandkids for the last few years. About 20 minutes of conversation later, we decided to have me come out and look at him this weekend.
So, the weekend was here, DH and I get in the car and drive for an hour. We find the address, and pull up. . . To a driveway FULL of people. Somehow in our busy schedules we both had forgotten today is Easter. I'm petrified, shaking, glued to my seat, can't move let alone think. I think I remember DH saying "I think I see the horse over there giving rides to kids." He got out of the car for a few minutes while I'm scrambling for my bottles of meds. Suddenly my nice weekend of "let's go see a horse for sale" has turned into a movie type nightmare.
I'm not really sure what all happened, just that we made it home, and I napped for a few hours. Now a little bit later, after talking to DH he explained that he had talked to the lady and she had changed her mind on selling the horse after the grandkids were there and begging her to keep him. I'm wondering why she didn't just call and say for us not to come out then?? Is she maybe going to change her mind again next week after Easter is over and she is still caring for this horse they decided they didn't want? Not my problem I guess.
So horse phone call inquiry and visit #1 was just bad. I didn't even actually see the horse! Both could have gone better. I'm not sure how to feel about this to be honest, not yet anyways. I do hope that everyone is having a lovely holiday though, so have fun and stay safe everyone!! Happy Easter.