This last week, the Great Hunter and I tackled a project we’ve been wanting to do for a long time. We’re constructing a backyard shed. I found a really good deal on a 7×7 Duramax Shed at Menards and without doing a whole lot of contemplating, ordered it. That’s not usually something I do. I have to think about things for a while before I commit to spending the money. I’ve come to the realization, I guess because I’m heading to that septuagenarian age, that I might as well get the things I want and enjoy them now while I can. I figure we can eat beans and weeners if we run out of money.

We had to borrow a trailer to bring it home since our trailer is still at the Great Hunter’s son’s house. We didn’t have room when the Great Hunter brought his camper home to work on it, so something had to go.

Now the camper is another story. After the snafu on the broken zipper on the new canvas, the Great Hunter forgot to unlatch all the roof latches and broke the hydraulic lift when it tried to lift a locked roof. Believe it or not, this is the third time the hydraulics have broken on this camper…sigh, so off to be repaired again.

A day or two into our project, it started raining cats and dogs. (You can see in the photos evidence–a least the dogs.) The Great Hunter had dug up a portion of the landscape edging around our rock patio to give us more room for the shed, so now we had a mud pit. Of course, the Great Hunter being the person that he is (i.e. a man), was just tromping around in the mud and making this oh so much worse. Luckily, I still had some straw left from my seeding project. That, along with the plastic sheets the shed pieces came in (of course I kept them, they were really nice plastic sheets, lol), I was able to cover a lot of the mud.

Two days later we were deluged with more rain, so….more straw and down with the plastic again.

 

We hope we can finish the shed this weekend if the weather cooperates.

Meanwhile, all this rain has made my new grass very lush!