The saga of the shed continues...
Friday, gutters are installed, doors hung, trim applied (quit for dinner with friends - a microbrewery - yum). Saturday, more trim is applied, gutter screens slid on, (quit to go buy trees for me - 2 redbuds, a dogwood, and an azalea, plant them all) further home improvment is called due to severe thunderstorms, and this morning Tater is shut up inside the shed with a paint-sprayer-thing, painting the inside white.
I think I see an end in sight.
At least a slow-down. He has to take a nap this evening because he starts his 2200-0600 shift tonight.
Oh, and by the way, if your husband is on day 7 of building a shed and wearing a painters jumpsuit, do not. I repeat, DO NOT go up to him and tell him that he looks "cute". "Like a Teletubbie".
He does NOT think it's funny.
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