I need a shed! A great, big shed!
Hubby needs a shed. A great, big shed.
And I think it's finally going to happen. I won't bore you with long complicated details about delayed building consents, held-up certificate's of acceptance, dastardly neighbours and shed building companies in receivership (gosh, it took so long to type that, the whole story would have put you to sleep), but finally it seems like the shed might be built by the end of summer.
Why do we need a shed so bad?
I'm also sick of the junk. I have a seriously dilapidated caravan out my front window. It stores things like camping gear, surfboards, and home brew kegs. It's not the nicest view and I want it gone (can you hear my foot stomping?). And an ugly tarpaulin covered wood working machine (don't ask me what it does). A tractor, a ride on lawn mower, tools, buckets....
Also, with the shed will come the veranda. A five metre wide roof out the front of my house to give us shade in summer and rain protection in winter. Very badly needed. And of course, once that is built, then I can landscape under and around it.
Please, please - I have been very patient, but I WANT MY SHED!!!!!!