The sun has come out...
Yay! I love the rain, but not while I'm leading a class of fifth graders on a field trip around Rock Canyon. And I don't like the hail when I'm outside. Or loud, seemingly close flashes of lightning and a crack of thunder that sends the kids running down the trail. But that was on Wednesday. Yesterday it rained all day long (it was snowing in Provo), but today the sun is shining! Which is good because we just got notice that our shed is ready for pickup from Sears. Not that we are going to put it up this weekend--that's next weekend's project.
"Oh!" you think. "Keryn is going to put her mad shed-erecting skillz to use!" Exactly. Or maybe you were taken back to the summer of '89, where Keryn learned her mad shed-building skillz. It was an extraordinarily hot summer, that summer was (okay, not really, but it felt that way). Daddy woke us up at two or three in the morning, if I recall correctly, to be able to put up as much of the sheet metal shed before the sun made the pieces too hot to handle (Oh, all right, it was probably more like five-ish in the morning, but it was summertime! Vacation, you know?). It took us several days to put it up, so we had to get up early on successive morning. And we had to "hide" the metal pieces in the shade of the house, because even the early morning sun would heat them enough to blister the fingers. I even remember the glitch we ran into--the cement pad was too close to the neighbor's fence, and so Daddy had to use metal-cutting shears to cut the eaves on that side.
You now see a grateful woman--grateful she lives in Utah County, where putting a shed up can be done in normal, daytime hours. And grateful that she is able to put her shed up in April instead of July.
And even sheepishly grateful that her dad taught her that she could put a shed up. That it was even possible. Ditto with the sprinkler system (that will be a little later, probably May).
"Oh!" you think. "Keryn is going to put her mad shed-erecting skillz to use!" Exactly. Or maybe you were taken back to the summer of '89, where Keryn learned her mad shed-building skillz. It was an extraordinarily hot summer, that summer was (okay, not really, but it felt that way). Daddy woke us up at two or three in the morning, if I recall correctly, to be able to put up as much of the sheet metal shed before the sun made the pieces too hot to handle (Oh, all right, it was probably more like five-ish in the morning, but it was summertime! Vacation, you know?). It took us several days to put it up, so we had to get up early on successive morning. And we had to "hide" the metal pieces in the shade of the house, because even the early morning sun would heat them enough to blister the fingers. I even remember the glitch we ran into--the cement pad was too close to the neighbor's fence, and so Daddy had to use metal-cutting shears to cut the eaves on that side.
You now see a grateful woman--grateful she lives in Utah County, where putting a shed up can be done in normal, daytime hours. And grateful that she is able to put her shed up in April instead of July.
And even sheepishly grateful that her dad taught her that she could put a shed up. That it was even possible. Ditto with the sprinkler system (that will be a little later, probably May).
posted by Keryn @ 12:13 PM
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