How Caring For Horses Prepared Me For Home Ownership
|We basically played in the mud all weekend.|
As we were working, I realized that horsekeeping has prepared me for doing projects like these - and more - in ways I never expected.
Digging in the wet, heavy clay to make a space for the tree well and dig out a base for the pads was no problem, because I have 20 years of experience in shoveling poop and urine-soaked bedding. Wet clay? HA. That stuff had nothing on stripping out the straw-bedded stall of a mare with an over-active bladder.
|I got this.|
Pushing the rickety, falling-apart wheelbarrow full of rocks was a walk in the park after years of experience shoving over-full wheelbarrows held together with baling twine through the most ridiculous mud and snow you've ever seen.
Tamping down the rocks to make a solid base for the equipment was cake compared to getting dirt stall floors ready for rubber mats, which is, as we all know, one of the worst barn-maintenence jobs ever.
Driving our joke of a lawn tractor was still rather harrowing, though, since in all my years of caring for horses I never got very good at piloting piece-of-junk lawn equipment.
|This is the point at which it ran out of gas...|