Its going to be a crazy busy next couple days. Because its Ed Wright clinic time!!
Truck and trailer are hitched up, although neither one found the time to get themselves washed (which I think is pretty darn inconsiderate of them! I understand the trailer needs the truck to take it but the truck could have found time lol)
Saddle, pad, boots and assorted headstalls are loaded. Brushes & liniment (maybe liniment will be more for me?). Everything but the hay bag and the horse. (Voodoo is the "lucky" candidate)
As for me, I literally just got home from work. And I'm nervous. Truly.
So nervous I had the following dream, which I will summarize for you:
I go to clinic. I suck. SO bad that Ed tells me I'm wasting his time as well as everyone else's. Oh and I'll never be a decent barrel racer OR rider and my horse is pathetic too.
So to try to chill out I came up with the following goals for the clinic:
Show up with an open mind.
Don't make a fool of myself.
Don't eat dirt.