What a Pile of Shed!

While I was cleaning the garage today -- and while Tom and I loaded the truck full of junk and brought it to the local recycling event, where they take everything from wood to oil to batteries to clothes and household items -- Peter stayed home and "demo'd" (demolished) the shed in our backyard. And it was about time! The floor was so rotten and wet that we couldn't even stand in the shed anymore, and the roof was growing a moss forest!

Oh, to be young, strong and full of energy! In about an hour, the shed went from this


to this



And in the next hour, it went from this


to this



to this


and finally, squeaking through the new landscaping (phew!), to this


thanks, at that point, to teamwork between Tom and Peter.

I made a good amount of progress in the garage today, but will be back in there tomorrow, going through old paints, varnishes, and other gooey crud, and attempting to give some order to tools, fasteners, and a gazillion other things, large and small, that need organizing.

Here's where I left things this evening:


-- and oh my god, does my old 51-year-old body hurt!