So I’m not sure exactly what it is that attracts my husband and I to the game. I can however tell you when it all began… It started with a simple shed. We desperately needed a storage shed shortly after we moved into our first home together. Having a shared love for cars did not help with our space issues. We were overflowing the two car garage and determined a storage shed out back would at least provide a place to keep yard equipment and some garage overflow. Now remember I said it started with a simple shed… It did not move forward as such. There we are at the home improvement store deciding which shed kit to purchase… Both of us are bred from a handy, DIY gene pool. As the options were so attractively displayed, the designs seemed so easy (first mistake) and our ambitions and confidence grew exponentially. We purchased a fairly impressive shed kit for two twenty-somethings that had never built a shed from the ground up. Let me next mention that we were living in Minnesota at the time where my husband was born and raised. I am 100% Texas girl… So I determined that no shed in my backyard would have anything other than a concrete slab as a foundation. I didn’t want any critters in my shed. Here is where our relationship almost ended. My husband is a money guy… Finance major and money is his language and he wanted to hold onto his. Honestly, every decision he makes probably has a quick cost analysis factored in somewhere along the line. He does love me though so he conceded to the concrete slab… Sort of. After clearing (by hand) the most densely covered area of our lot that was full of stinging nettle, mice nests, huge rocks, and firewood, we had to level the area (also by hand). I would personally count these as mistakes two through about five as we had no idea what stinging nettle was until that day. If you have never had the pleasure, this is a thistle like milkweed that literally makes you think your flesh is being burned off with searing acid and leaves blisters as a nice keepsake. Oh and adding water actually makes it worse. So now we have the perfect spot picked out, cleared and leveled. Guess what? My husband decides that we will save money by mixing the concrete ourselves (by hand) in a paint bucket and wheelbarrow with a long screwdriver and a drill. Um, concrete is not cake batter folks… My knuckles had no more flesh on them. (Mistake). Oh and he’ll pour the concrete into the forms that we built while I spread it on my hands and knees. Make sure it’s level before it sets up! (HUGE MISTAKE) so now my knees are swollen, bruised, and also lacking flesh. Please realize that as this is all happening, we are still trying to be kind to one another and not let this shed get the better of us. Every step is taking us closer and closer to a disaster that we can see coming but aren’t sure we can avoid. As the actual construction of the shed begins, there are instructions to follow for the kit. As with most couples, this too gets sticky. So there we are “politely” arguing through gritted teeth when his parents arrive to “help”. Now it gets really fun. Now there are 4 people “politely” arguing about instructions and pieces and everything in-between. Mistakes were made up until the last step when we messed up the shingles… But finally, we were able to step back and look at the most awesome shed that we had built together. By no means was it easy. I’m sure we did many things the hard way. The best part of that shed has been all of the times since then that we have laughed about how building that silly shed tested our relationship and proved that we could do anything together. We have countless examples of calling on that shed to prove a point…”We can do this, we built that shed together and we’re stronger now than we were back then”. I hope smarter too. Since then we have charged headfirst into so many interesting and challenging projects. We remodeled that home in St. Paul and bought a foreclosure in a suburb. The changes we were able to accomplish in that house were amazing. Most recently, we have spent the past 8 months renovating our home here in Texas after everyone said it was too awkward to be anything great. We saw something in the crazy house that sat empty for so long and the change is unbelievable.
I guess we just enjoy hunting for deals and challenges… Now I think we enjoy finding that diamond in the rough, the one that everyone says is a long shot. You know the kind of house that everyone says needs lots of love or imagination in order to make it great. The one all others pass by because it just seems like too much work. Mope, not us! So now we’ve found our next adventure… Lake House here we come!