Mare is Whacked

It has been snowing all day, so there isn't much to do but stay inside.  The horse show was canceled this weekend and with good reason.

I spent a good portion of last weekend parked in front of the TV for the superbowl and movies, and decided I was not going to do it again.  So I went to the it-was-finished-once-but now-it-isn't-basement, and started plotting.  There used to be cabinets and a sink like a little kitchenette, but TC ripped those out and traded them for a lathe. He has a bad habit of ripping things out of basements and then never going back to refinish what he destroyed!  So there were holes in the wall from former pipes, and about 4 different colors of the ugliest paints I have ever seen. 

I've been at it most of the day, made 4 trips to "Meenards" and have cut and patched the drywall, I have it taped and am waiting on the mud to dry so I can texture and paint.  I picked out 2 colors, one is a tannish color, with a cool undertone, which is the same color the hallway leading into the room was already painted. Its not a bad color and meant less painting. Then I picked a blue gray color, with a warmer undertone to it to do a couple of walls. It will actually end up being 3 blue and one tan.  I'm thinking it might be too much blue because it is kind of dark, but if it is, I can always make one more wall tan.  Regardless it is way better than the ugly ass colors it was.

I would love to find out the name of the guy who textured the walls I am working on, so I know who NOT to call if I need work.  They are so rough and uneven, it makes them almost impossible to paint!

Anyway, about an hour ago, I went out to feed my ponies, and once I locked Danny in I let the two red horses out for a few in case the wanted to roll.  I went into the feed room to scoop the cubes, and when I came out Sassy was waiting at the door. I left the door open and walked towards the gates.  Now keep in mind that the way my barn is built you have to go down 2 steps to get into the man door.  I turned around to see if she was following me, and she was gone!  In 2 seconds she had gone down the steps and in through the door. She wasn't into the food yet, but was just sort of looking around,, to see what was there.  I was really in a pickle then. I was afraid if I went in behind her, she would spook and step on the rake that was by the door, or get her foot in the bucket of tools, so I tried calling her.  She turned and looked but wouldn't come out.  I finally walked in quitely, while talking to her, and got a rope on her and got her turned around.  AFTER I moved the things that could hurt her.  She never did get excited or confused, but she looked a little butt hurt when I made her leave the way she came.   It was surely one of those, "I wish I had a camera" moments!

I swear, the mare is whacked!

Now, I am off to finish basement.