I’m notorious for over-thinking, overanalyzing and basically spending too much energy navel-gazing. This blog is intended to get some of it out of my head. I’ll be glib, sarcastic and flippant in my other posts. Who knows how this one will turn out. It may be a train wreck, so reader beware! If navel-gazing doesn’t hold any appeal or distraction for you, move on. If you’re allergic to estrogen, move away quickly.
My own personal rules are to not to spend more than 30 minutes on any one post. I can correct a mistake if I catch it right away, but can’t go back. If I post it, I can’t edit or delete. I tend to edit things to death and have been known to delete my posts before it’s too late.
If anything resonates with you, feel free to chime in.
I just got off the phone with my Uncle John. He is headed up here in 5 days time for the shed build! It’s actually going to happen. In anticipation of his arrival, I got the site prepped, and finished the floor yesterday.
Here’s a picture before the floor was put down.
The first blog I posted about this shed was two years ago and I clearly remember being discouraged that I may never get to build it. Last year, over a few drinks, I finally asked my uncle if he would help me. He had a big grin on his face and the plan was hatched.
Let me tell you about my uncle. When I was little, he was the completely impractical uncle. He bought me a 3 foot high teddy bear and took me for a drive on his motorcycle against my mother’s wishes. He took me with him to the dump and I was amazed when he gunned the truck in reverse and hit the brakes so that the contents would slide out.
After I grew up, I got a chance to get to know him as an adult. He’s down to earth, hard working and one of the nicest people I know. He’s very handy and builds decks, gazebos, stairs etc without any plans and mostly with a skill saw. Our extended family is prone to drama so it’s always nice to spend time with him and his wife because they are the antithesis of drama (did I use antithesis properly?) For the past 9 years, he’s been dealing with a rare form of blood cancer. He’s done chemo and now manages as best he can. He manages by keeping busy and doing as much as he can when he’s feeling okay. I think it runs in the family – the busy thing, not the cancer.
The shed is going to be 16×12 with one end for the snowmobile to drive through.
So now I’m giddy with excitement. As much as I’m excited about the shed finally being built, I’m just as excited about spending time with my Uncle John.
9:26 pm. Off to read about trusses.
-- No, I don't want to buy the pink hammer.