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Back at the shed extension project, some trim was added.

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And oddly added at that.

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And even though the third wall/door hadn’t been figured out, work moved to the roof.

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Where my too cheap to buy more husband used part tar paper, part leftover ice and water shield.

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He kills me that way.

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The man thinks nothing of dropping $200 for dinner, but balks at buying a last roll of tar paper or another full piece of wood when leftovers will do.

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Whatever.

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This is where the third wall should go… except the raison d’etre for the extension is rolling the antique carriage under cover so my husband wants to leave it open. I’m lobbying for some type of large door but with the roof angled for rain and the side of the existing building so clearly off square I’m meeting a lot of resistance.

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Work on the second wall of the shed extension was underway yesterday.

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And another window was added.

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As you can tell, I keep my distance. Any suggestions from me are met with a bruised male ego and annoyance that I’m questioning his carpentry skills.

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Which, of course…

I am.

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See that last remaining spot to be sided? It’s a funky little section that required careful measuring and cutting.

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Which my husband never does.

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It’s just easier to gerry rig the section with 3 different size pieces.

Sigh…

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