Introducing the Magic Shed

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My husband has finally commandeered the last corner of the garage. So I had to get the mower in the shed.

Cue bad horror music: dah, dah dahhhhhhhh....

Because, I mean, I haven't exactly been in the shed in awhile. "Awhile" meaning "ever since we moved in." I mean, sure, I've had my husband put stuff in there. Under protest. You know:

Me: Oh, I just have to have that darling vintage dresser. Just look at the cute casters!

Him: We don't have room.

Me: Sure we do! Besides, it's a one-of-a-kind, amazing deal and it's half-off today only!

Him: Where?

Me: Where what?

Him: Where do we have room?

Me: Hmmmm....

Him: See?

Me: I know! We'll put it in the shed!

Him: Grumble, grumble, shed, grumble, grumble...

I think I may have single-handedly packed an entire thrift store in it's 8' x 12' frame.

But I never actually look in there! How could I? It's just a door that opens to a wall. A wall of stuff.

Fast forward to today. I had to get the mower in there or leave it out to thrill the neighbors with my new "lawn art." So in I went.

DAH, DAH, DAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

The doors opened to a single, solid, wall of STUFF. I was horrified.

But then...

Oh, there's a rocking chair! Oh, I forgot about this cute dresser. And oh, that's where all my random architectural salvage went. Who knew we had this great vintage sled?

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Instead of "dah, dah, daaahhhhhhh" it's all beatific choruses:

Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh...

I'm sure it wasn't the nearly 100-degree heat or my having waited too long to eat lunch, I swear.

Oh, and if you're wondering, yes, I did manage to get the mower in there. Eventually.

What about you? Do you have the equivalent of a Magic Shed?

~Angela :-)

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