Just like the silent character in John Marsden’s first book, I have so much to tell you!
So much has gone on in the Straw/Rieck household and I’ve not been keeping up with the story-telling side of things. Here’s the background:
We hate our shed. It’s an unsightly 10m x 4m falling apart monstrosity that lets rain and dust and possums and rats get all over the possessions we choose to store in there. A few of the roof panels are held down with bricks and make a lovely flapping sound in the wind. Believe it or not, the sound of corrugated iron slapping sporadically on a windy day is not quite as special as the sound of rain on a tin roof. The state of the sliding rear door coupled with the narrow laneway and the awkward shape of the shed makes it practically impossible to park a car in there and the rear pedestrian door is secured with a not-very-well-lined-up slide bolt lock thing and a couple of concrete blocked pushed up against the bottom of it. But what’s the problem with this paragraph? It should be written in past tense. Because the shed is gone!! 🙂
And may I tell you I got the worst hay-fever of my life cleaning it out! Who knows what was getting up my nose that day but it made the engagement party we went to that night quite painful. No amount of Clarityne or nasal spray could fix me.
So Adam and I transferred our dirty, slightly damp, possum-pooey possessions inside. I made the silly assumption that it wouldn’t be long before we could transfer these possessions into a new, dust proof, weather proof, possum proof shed and thus didn’t pay a whole lot of attention as to where I was putting things. Big mistake. We actually use this stuff a lot and it’s a pain in the bum to find it! Two months later, I still haven’t found my trowel.
This is our bathroom. The shower area and toilet area are stacked up pretty high with stuff but you can’t tell in this photo because there’s a fridge in the way. Cos you know, most bathrooms have fridges in them. The other day, Adam asked me where the wood glue was. Turns out it was in the shower. Obviously.
The more commonly used items have pretty much found their home in the middle of our kitchen. The one toilet that’s accessible is past that kitchen mess, a squeeze between the kegerator, the step ladder and the pile of shoes, and a shimmy to the right. We’ve given up closing the door because you usually share the toilet with a ladder or 20L cube of beer lined up to be brewed (just a couple of examples of toilet buddies).
And in between shed cleaning out/demolishing/planning/building, Adam has other projects on the go. Here, I’ve got my beans, tomatoes and jalapenos ready to make some mexican food, while Adam has his hammer, chisel and pencil ready to see where the pipes go behind our splashback so he can plumb up our dishwasher. A pretty standard sight in our kitchen.
We’re pretty used to living in chaos from all our other renovations. There were actually piles of dirt in our living room when we first moved in where the restumpers cut through our floorboards to dig holes for our new stumps. So a chainsaw, whipper sniper and entire workbench (disassembled) in our hallway is nothing! Not to mention the bike, spit, keyboard case, second kegerator and our actual hall table which are also in this picture.
We weren’t sure how to tackle the demolition of our shed. Mostly, it was half falling down already, but other parts looked really strong. I didn’t like the idea of Adam getting up on the roof to pull it off and neither of us were sure where to begin. So Adam organised Hire-A-Hubby to do it. In hindsight we totally could’ve done it ourselves. They demolished it in about an hour! And no fear about the roof – they had one guy up there pulling off the corrugated iron while the other guy pulled down the rest of the shed around him!
We did need them to take all the rubble away though. I stopped watching at this point but should’ve stayed out there because they took away the timber too. We specifically said we’d keep the timber for firewood and to keep the removal costs down. There was some good red gum posts amongst that rubble!
So, with the shed gone, the grand plan is to build a new one! And when I say shed, I mean double garage. I know, this is a gardening blog and I’m talking about taking up our precious backyard with a double garage. It was a compromise. But it is probably a smart decision in terms of adding value to our property. But still, a lovely little garden shed would’ve been just fine for me!
Our backyard looks huge now! Bit more work to do before we have our wedding reception here in March 2016! Many more stories to come!