Monday, October 10, 2011
Doesn't make cents!
Pippi is moving. Oh I know, I might as well put "again" at the end of that sentence right? So crazy. At least this time we are moving under good circumstances, and we leave behind no hurt feelings, no ruined friendships and with just positive things to say. So that's a change from last time.
The facility where we are now, has a red clay arena, so with fall coming that became useless. We had been allowed to ride in the grass around the beautiful pond, but the pond owners new GF put a stop to that, so we were left with only trail riding. Not the best training grounds for a Hunter/Jumper.
We looked around for a better facility, and dreamed of going to an indoor arena again. But here is the thing; I am not made of money!!!
Have you ever noticed how horse people tend to pretend that money is not an object when it comes to their horses? They talk as though they have an endless supply of cash, and that funds would never be a consideration when it comes to getting the best for their equines. They buy new saddles all the time, spend lots of cash on supplements, turnout sheets, bridles, and speak of everything with brand names. I buy used tack, go to tack auctions, buy used sheets (just got a duck cloth one that was spotless for $30) and try to coordinate farrier and vet calls to save on the trip fees.
Now, misunderstand me correctly: I would never skimp on feed, hay, medical care, farrying, etc, but I can not afford to board Pippi just anywhere. Paying top price for boarding is just not something I am willing to do, since it would seriously impact out families finances. I just can't, and will not, justify that. Our house needs repairs, we have one child in college, another one going to college in two years, car insurance (teenage boy), cell phones, etc. And although my main passion is Pippi, I can't throw 1/3 of my paycheck at her. It just doesn't make any "cents."
So, fortunatly for us, we know some really great people. They live in our neighborhood, have about 10 mini horses, and one stall big enough to accommodate a Pippi. No indoor arena, but decent turnout on grass, and large grass areas for riding. Pippi will have her own run that she can go out into at will, and we can skip down to see her anytime we want. No more driving for twenty five minutes, no more mileage on Daughters car (please let it last through college), and no more time wasted traveling back and forth.
I couldn't be happier, and more relieved.
Ever laid awake at night and wondered if you are nuts calculating how much you spend on your hobby? I don't recommend it.