When we moved last October, we weren’t able to park our cars in the garage because of the huge amount of stuff. Some of that was leftover building materials, like excess flooring that we could not return to Lumber Liquidators, some of it was simply trash (you get a lot of that when you move), and some was stuff that we knew would eventually move out of the garage.
We finally got around to ordering our shed – aka The Barn – in January. It was another of those things that made me think of my dad, so we had ours built to look like the one he had. White, red trim, and black shingles to match our roof.
This was my dad’s shed.
Our shed was supposed to be completed and delivered in 3-4 weeks, so we were hoping for Presidents’ Day in February, since that was a holiday and we’d be home. However, after a long, precipitation-free winter, the snow finally came.
And thus, delivery was delayed.
It snowed some more.
Then the snow melted, and left behind – mud. The ground kind of has to be solid before they can place the shed. And let’s not mention my klutziness that caused me to slip in the mud which resulted in a broken wrist.
After the snow came the rain. It was finally spring, after all. But at least our shed had been built and was ready for us.
FINALLY, we got a call that our shed could be delivered, and so I took a half-day off of work to await its arrival, when alas, it was too windy. Sigh.
I ended up taking off all day the next day to wait for it to show up, which eventually it did.
On Saturday, Robert assembled shelving units to go under the loft, and I moved what I could from the garage to our new storage haven. Then I worked on rearranging the shelves in the garage. They’re still not quite how I want them, but we’re getting there.
And whee! Both cars finally have a safe place to live! (Just in time for the severe weather season.)