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I walked into the barn this morning to find my husband working on a template.
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And yes, I cringed.
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Having finished one side of the strapping on the ceiling and running out of that particular wood, he decided it was time to trim the windows.
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And while I applauded the fact he was actually going to corner them properly, I knew it wouldn’t be smooth sailing.
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One day.
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One entire day to frame two windows … because he added quarter round.
Why did he add quarter round you ask?
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Because when he first built this barn to be a… you know, barn? …there were giant gaps around the windows and nothing was air tight. Who was going to complain…. the lawn mowers?
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But now that’s it morphed into a palatial man cave, gaps must be sealed.
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And live ordinance moved.
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Framing on the outside, quarter round on the inside, and extra quarter round on the top corners…. all because he didn’t install the windows correctly the first time.
Jesus wept.
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But two windows were framed…
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And the giant bullet is back home.
To be continued…. unfortunately.
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My guess is that is not a template for a memo. I like the lights and am wondering where the old locks and keys might go. Is this a missile?
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The old locks and keys go nowhere. Just like all his other treasure. And no, not a missile, just a really big bullet.
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Wow, husband will find that interesting. All locks and keys with nowhere to go drive me batty which is why I posted today the key cubby husband found on Amazon.
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The first two are the hardest.
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With my husband, so are the third, fourth, fifth etc.
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He wants the deer to be warm!!!
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Well, there are worse things he could be doing with his time, and, really, he’s smart for not wanting to subject that giant bullet to extreme temperature changes.
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In a window… in Maine… in the sun? I’m
Not sure that’s the most stable place.
😳
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I only heard…..framing windows…blah, blah, blah…..as I noticed all those locks and chains under one of those pieces of wood then I notice the huge munition piece on the floor and then on the window sill……
What the heck is your hubs hoarding up there in your part of Maine? 🔐🔐🔐🔐🔐🔐🔐💣💣💣💣💣💣💣💣💣💣💣💣
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You never know what will turn up in there…. or why.
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Should I ask for more background detail with the giant bullet, or should I just accept and move on?
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I’m afraid I don’t have any. One day it wasn’t there, the next day it was….
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I see he is doing his bit with recycling.
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But not for recycling’s sake.
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Nice big bullet! He’s got to defend the man cave.
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When he brings in the weapon that shoots it? I’m drawing the line.
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How’s your leg?
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Slightly better today, thanks. But I’m still hobbling.
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Good Lord…………..LIVE?????
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Comments? Always. Post? Not so much….
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That looks really good. Besides, he could be out doing evil stuff…or collecting more “free” junk. Be thankful you know where he is and what he is doing.
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I am…. but I have to blog about something.
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You should ask hubby to build an outhouse on the ‘outskirts’ of your property in case you ever find yourself in desperate need of immediate relief out there. If he makes the hole too small, you can compliment him on how small he thinks your butt is. If he makes the hole too big….well, the outhouse suddenly becomes his doghouse. A win-win if there ever was one!
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Read my lips…. No More Building!
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Looks great, actually. I’m sure completing it was rewarding.
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Thanks, it’s getting there. But I’m not sure it will ever be complete.
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