Work on the baby barn continues, albeit slowly.
My husband’s master plan involves a serious amount of temporary screwing, refitting, removing and replacing. He’s not a huge fan of measuring… but he’s a man.
This is not surprising.
Of course this means 3 times as much work.
I think one planned demolition and rebuild would suffice…. but I’m a woman.
What do I know?
There’s also a good deal of shifting the husband’s crap we don’t need now, nor will we ever need again stuff from one place to another. Like the hurricane generator we bought in 1992 when we lived down south and haven’t used since.
Or the wheel weights for the tractor we no longer own.
Or the numerous tires for the cars we no longer own.
Or the table that went with the chairs we no longer own….
Right beside the small refrigerator I had no earthly idea we owned.
All of these things are heavy and filthy and must be moved over and over again because he can’t be convinced to throw them out.
Good times.
There was hammering.
And crowbar-ing …. and yes. A good deal of cursing because the structure is 45 years old and not exactly plumb.
There was also a good deal of displaced dirt.
Thanks to numerous woodchuck tunnels…
Which undermined our attempt to simply re-side and re-shingle the damned thing.
Now we have to completely dig up the hard packed floor and smooth it all out.
Doesn’t that sound like fun?
Eight inches is what we men say it is…
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Yes, I know.
You’re a deluded species…..
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Deluded like a fox…
… a crazy, foaming-at-the-mouth fox…
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I see the resemblance….
😉
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You could become a DIY junk to masterpiece blogger and refurbish this stuff then sell it on Etsy. Think about it. Solve all your problems.
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I have one word for you…
No.
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Alright, I get it. Outsource the labour and bask in the creative glory. Yes, genius. 👊
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Preach, sister!
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If all hell breaks loose, you’ll be glad you have all that great stuff lying around.
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No, I won’t.
I really won’t….
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Worst case scenario you can burn some of it to generate heat.
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I’d rather just burn the baby barn down and call it good.
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Accidents happen all the time if you know what I mean.
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But he just bought a $5,000 zero turn lawn mower. How do I secretly move that first….? It won’t fit in my bedroom closet.
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Maybe the barn has an accident while you are cutting the grass.
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Spontaneous combustion…?
I like it.
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Stuff, you got. It is a wonder to behold. But will your baby barn be able to hold it all?
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I’m hoping it won’t have to… but sadly, yes.
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Good Lord! Don’t ever bring Fred to my house!! He’d add to his collection of tires and stuff!! I’d gladly let the things leave MY house and go somewhere else but since I love you, I wouldn’t do that to you.
You’re welcome.
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Thanks for the warning. We are never visiting you.
Ever.
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YOU can. FRED can’t. LOL!!!
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Okay. That works…
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Darn those woodchucks! And all that junk, and dirt and 45 year old baby barn…..sounds like you have tons of fun up there River, lol.
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In this case… too much fun is a bad thing.
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Oooooh! Generator!
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Too expensive to ship… but if you drive by slowly?
I’ll accidentally drop it in your truck.
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I am suspicious Snookums is filching items from my shed and dropping them off at the local flea market that is next door to the food bank she volunteers at … she always has extra cash
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Now that’s a great idea!
I mean, oh… how awful.
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The baby barn isn’t going to house baby barn animals?
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It would if I had my way.
But no. Just baby… and full grown… lawn mowers.
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haha! You poor thing.
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“Of course this means 3 times as much work.” Well it keeps him bust and out of trouble–except of course with his nagging wife!! :O)
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I don’t nag. Just politely suggest a better way to do things…
😉
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Yesterday I went into the garage for the first time in a long time (it’s full of lawnmowers, gardening tools, grilling stuff, etc., not cars). There was the window AC unit the husband couldn’t help bringing home at the end of the school year when his school moved from an old building to a newer one (they were getting rid of the AC units). There it sits, taking up valuable space. It will never be used, as we have central air. I know it’s small potatoes compared to what your hubby collects, but it’s annoying just the same. We have less room (and zero storage barns). Men!!
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It’s a sickness, truly. That “but it’s free!” mentality. Bringing home a window a/c unit when you have central air qualifies your husband for membership in the club. You have my sympathies, it can only get worse.
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I have a stuff problem, not nearly as bad as your significant other. And the critter problem – well my dogs eat them all and I am not sure that is the ultimate solution…
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I am so over stuff. We have too much stuff. Stuff to spare. One could say… we’re stuffed.
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