A couple of weeks ago Mackenzie or Drew told me they had ordered a small shed and asked if I could help put it together. I said sure. Poor stupid Mike. I have put together, through the years, book cases, entertainment centers, gas grills, computer tables, an outdoor pergola, brick patios, and things that have blessedly been removed from my memory banks.
The worst, absolute worst, was this project. The instructions were abominable: a dearth of explanation or pictures probably prolonged the finish by 3 or 4 hours. A run to Lowes to get more things to make it work, and back to the driveway to construct its skeleton. Then on out to the back yard for its permanent home. All in all, the building of this small 3'x8' shed was 11 hours, with anywhere from one to four people assisting at any time.
Now, this is what you say to someone who asks you if you could help building a storage shed: "I parachuted this morning and my chute failed to deploy, I'm a little sore.". Say anything, run, ignore them, and keep running. Take them out of the will, move to Goose Lick, Indiana and call it a life.
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