Remember those two dressage saddles I made a couple weeks ago? I sold one to Karen. That one is currently in the hands of the US Postal Service as it makes its way to Maryland. The other saddle belongs to Sheila and it is MIA.
I wish I was kidding, but I'm not. Somehow I have managed to lose a saddle.
The last time I remember seeing it was at the Spooky Turkey 2 Live Show. I brought it to show Sheila and it spent most of the show day sitting atop her lovely Deputed Duke resin.
I know I retrieved it before I went home, and I know I didn't leave it at the show hall.
Unfortunately that's just about all I know. I have unpacked my resins and looked in the bottoms of their traveling tubs. No saddle. I have emptied the backpack I brought to the show. No saddle. I have looked in my car, in my studio, in my bedroom. No saddle. I have looked and looked and looked and I can not for the life of my imagine where I put that saddle. It is driving me absolutely crazy. How does anyone lose a saddle?
(Probably it has something to do with the general state of disorganization in my house, see below.)