Yesterday, we were very close to walking away from this house. Brett had even set up time to go look at another property we thought had potential. This morning, the seller agreed to meet us half way and to fix the plumbing in the barn (there is no water there now). Now we just have to get the loan done. This little house (seen from the barn) has been a heck of a journey. -- and it isn't over yet.
The rest of the process should be a slam-dunk. Should. Don't uncross your fingers yet. With any luck, the house will be in our hot little hands next week.
Winston is bored out of his mind. He wants to be worked. He follows me around the pasture trying to dump the muck cart when my back is turned.
Brett fills the water trough; Winston dumps it. Brett gets hay to feed; Winston dumps the feeder.
Last weekend I hand walked him around the dressage court. His energy came up and he marched along in a happy way. I'm dying to ride him and he's dying to be ridden.
One of these days, Winston. One of these days, real soon.