Tack Trunk

I think it hit me tonight when I was discussing the logistics of getting my tack trunk to the barn.

I'm getting a pony.  And not just any pony, but the pony I've had my eye on since before I even met him.  It's happening.  My tack trunk is leaving my garage.  Holy crap.

I can think about the training, the conditioning, the riding, all day every day, but in the end it's all felt like a daydream, not reality.

For some reason though, the tack trunk brought it home for me.

Looks like I need to do some housekeeping...


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