The Little Red Brick's Shed

Introducing the shed.  It occupied about two thirds of the back yard.  The previous owner used it as his workshop and spend countless hours on his woodworking projects. 

I think during the last few months, this shed has been hanging over Scott's head.  He is the demolition guy. Two of his brothers mentioned helping and Scott took them up on it.  Of course my dad was also on board.  By afternoon of the first day, most of the structure was gone.  I will repeat, in one morning, four guys took the thing down and hauled the materials around to the front of the house.  

I don't have a complete picture of the shed because it wouldn't fit in the frame of a camera.  Yes, it was that large.

This is one of the rooms of the shed.

Matt, Scott, and Klint pausing for the photo.  I am so grateful for those guys and my dad.  What a huge difference they made in such a short time.

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The other aspect to this shed and the backyard is the firewood.  We think there was about a 10 year supply of wood.  The previous owner's children have been coming by and taking trailer loads away.  I estimate they have hauled away 13 loads to date.  That is probably a conservative amount.  I am so grateful for all of their work and I do love the idea that their dad's firewood will be keeping them cozy next winter.  

I can't say enough of these great people.  Pictured are two of the daughters, their husbands, and a friend.  (The two sons and their wives are not pictured here)  This family has been so supportive of what we are doing.  This is where they were raised.  It must be a bit unsettling to see their childhood home all ripped up and in disarray.  Thankfully they seem happy about the changes we are making.  

This house is not a flip.  It is much bigger than that.  It is a chance to make something better while learning so much.  It is a moment to be with my dad each day.  It is a chance to eat at the Purple Turtle for lunch.  It is a moment in life that will never be repeated.  It is the most empowering thing I have managed to do.  Hum... I do wonder if feeling empowered is a good thing for me.