Allen spent all day working on the "barn". The more we work on it, the more we wonder if we should have just demolished the dumb thing. Allen framed up two walls to help stabilize the pro panel sides since they are totally flimsy.
In the process, he almost lost the tip of his index finger. The glove shows where the screw went through the tip and the base was almost totally torn off. His finger is bruised, but attached.
The barn was put up so poorly that Allen can't build a straight wall and put it up because the barn is so crooked. He framed up a wall and tried to put it up, but the existing wood work won't take the new wall - eventhough Allen accounted for all of that in his measurements. Need less to say, the last thing I saw was a sledge hammer, the framed up wall coming back down, and Allen saying he was done.
I still don't know if he'll go back to it tomorrow.
We're going to dinner while G'ma is here. Lexi has really enjoyed having a full time playmate. She loves Fraggle Rock and says, "R-rrr-r-rr-ock?, R-rrr-r-rr-ock?" when she wants to watch it. It kind of sounds like a car that can't quite get started.
Stay tuned for a full account of our efforts to improve this piece of property we call home.
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Poor Allen! I'm starting to really feel for the guy. I'm glad you are feeling better. You're house is kind of like the Holiday inn with no maid service, you know that! You might have to start charging by the night.
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