Ok, that joke is getting old.
Either way, the fruits of my husband and father’s labour, with the help of my brother-in-law-ish and brother:
This picture makes our yard look really small. It’s not. I mean, it’s small – we do live in a subdivision, as you can see from all the houses – but it’s not that small. The shed is 8 x 12 and there is a ton of space left for a 400 square foot patio, the 12 foot trampoline and even some space left over for gardens and a tree or two. But first thing’s first. Murder Regular shed.
And the construction is done on it, but there is still electrical to be installed and some landscaping around the perimeter and the door to be painted and some window boxes. My one requirement for the shed was that it had to have window boxes. And so, when all is said and done, the shed will look more like this (marvel at my Photoshop skillz):
The police badge is supposed to be an exterior light. My Photoshop skillz are limited to the pre-installed shapes and I guess “motion sensor shed light” was not in high demand. But pretty, right? We’re at odds as to what colour to paint the door. I say red. He says blue. I say if a door isn’t red, it should be ashamed of itself. Our front door is green. It hangs it’s head in shame. He says red is too bold. I say IT’S A SHED. Let it have a bold door; what else does it have in life? He says I’m a little too invested in the feelings and esteem of a shed. I say poo. So for now, it remains factory white.
And there you have it. The shed.