Playing in the wrong type of mud.

Saturday, the walls had all been painted and the floor was down in the master bed and we had one bedroom left to put flooring down. We have been using that bedroom as our tool shed because our shed was stacked in pieces on the it's concrete pad covered in in a tarp just waiting for us to build it.

The weather finally warmed up enough so we could build the shed. Our yard is nothing but  mud. After the house was brought in and the driveway built our yard was leveled with  about 250 yard of clay and dirt. We trudged through the mud to start on the shed.

When we asked the concrete guy to build the shed pad with the pillions for house, we asked it to a bit bigger than an 8 foot square, because the shed is 8 x 8. Our pad is 8 x 8. We asked, but he didn't hear. We had some "fun" getting the bottom metal strip around such a small space. After a day of fiddling and drilling 50 some holes into the concrete, we were ready to start building.

Sunday morning we were out there first thing to finish that shed. It is only an 8 x 8 plastic garden shed. What could go wrong?

It was soo muddy, but we trudged through, back and forth to the house and around the work area. We we really wanted to get it done, so we can get the stuff out of the house and finish this place. We worked and it was going quite well, despite a few hick-ups. After  3 hours of traipsing around in the mud and about 70% done, the winds picked up and when we put up one piece, it blew down 2. We had to take down every thing we had built, stack it up and weigh it down. Dang, the second four letter word that popped to mind.

Sunday afternoon we moved all the shed stuff out of the room that needs flooring in and around the rest of the house to trip over. The winds blew in more rain and snow to add to the mud. Monday we started flooring the last room. We were putting down wood laminate and since the wind was blowing the rain and snow around, we worked in the house. It makes such a mess to saw it in the house. The snow stopped later that day and again, out in the mud, to cut for the floor. We almost got done. there was just a bit left and we finished Tuesday. Just baseboards, cupboards, counter tops, backslash and we are done. Not to mention the shed, outside trim and painting the skirting.

I am so looking forward to getting this place done and playing in the mud, my mud, clay. This was a whiny post, but this has been much harder than I had thought it would be. Anyway, bitch, bitch, bitch, I should shave been a dog. But on the up side, this is a beautiful place to live. Here is a shot of the hills I see every day through my living room window.

Until next time.

AKA Mrs. Clay