Back to my story...after about 20 minutes of the wind still blowing and the metal of the crappy shed blowing in the wind and keeping us up, Mike got up, put on his trusty flip flops and a sweatshirt and went outside to brave the wind and put the shed right side up, again. There are no doors on the shed, stupid doors broke off long before we moved in. So, Mike put the big, open door up against the house to keep the wind out. Well, that lasted about 20 minutes, maybe, then the shed blew over, AGAIN! ARRRGGG! Luckily it just blew on it's side so the flappy metal didn't flap so much in the wind. Here's a picture to illustrate what I mean and what I found this morning when I got up.
Even those dumb bikes aren't ours. They are broken! If anyone wants to have them and fix them, let me know within the week, I will throw them away after that! Just a word to those who are selling, about to sell, or will ever sell a house, for the sake of the buyers, please take all your broken crap with you! We have found so much here after the people moved out, it's irritating! Just remember the golden rule of moving--leave your house the way you would like to find your new house.













4 comments:
Oh boy, that is some shed. Get rid of it so you can get a good nights sleep already. I didn't know there were bikes in it either. Can any of them be fixed to have at Grandma's house for visiting grandkids?
When we moved into this house there were 21 light bulbs burned out. I guess they didn't want to pay to replace them. We once moved into Gary's parents house and they left a lot of stuff and said if we didn't want it to take it to DI. I threw away an old brush under the sink and then they came and wanted it. As well as some Christmas decorations I had out. Oh well. If people would just leave nice stuff it would be all right. I always have dreams that we are moving into a house. The more we walk through it the bigger it gets and it always has lots of really nice furniture, antiques and stuff. What does that mean?
GG
The wind makes me scared at night. When we lived in St. Louis, I felt like a tornado was going to blow us all away.
Don't you miss good ole Bako Cali? Nothin like that around here ;)
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