Wednesday, March 03, 2010
I sold my saddle
Once home with it, it took me days to get used to lifting so much weight up onto my tall horse's back. I wish I had thought to weigh it, just to see how heavy it really was. The seat was far bigger than I needed, and the saddle was not the best fit for Blue; it tended to shift side to side. But I put two saddle pads under it, and it served me and Blue just fine.
After the loss of Blue, I knew I wouldn't be needing a saddle again. My knees simply won't let me ride for a long enough time to be worth investing in a horse. Plus the fact that I just don't have the heart for another horse.
The phone started ringing.
One man way out in Kansas wanted it, and asked me to go measure the seat. He'd call back, he said.
A lady about ten miles down the road called, almost breathless with anticipation. She wouldn't be able to come until evening. At first I told her I couldn't hold the saddle, it would be first come, first served.
"Well, someone else will get it then," she said. "But I want to tell you that you need to ask more for that saddle."
"It's old, though," I told her, "and I only paid $350 for it."
"I don't care; even used-up Circle Y saddles sell on Ebay for $500."
Because she was kind enough to tell me this, I told her I'd make an exception and hold the saddle for her until evening. And I kept the price at $300. The man in Kansas did call back, and I told him I thought the saddle was sold.
The lady showed up that evening elated, with cash in hand. For all I know, she may have made some money on Ebay with her purchase. But at least the saddle isn't sitting in my barn rotting.