Nope no fuck up here, not my first rodeo.
She wanted 8x10, vents here and here, french doors, etc. I told her OK stake out where you want it and she does, the most un level spot in the yard. Ground drops about 1.5" per foot.:rolleyes: So I start with the floor, frame it up, level it up on piers and get it sheeted. She can't understand why I built a floor, then jumps around on it and it flexes a bit. She looks at me and I ask her how many barn dances she's gonna host in there and shake my head.
Then come the walls and trusses, 6' 6" walls and vaulted trusses, pretty normal to me, nothing to hit your head on and room for shelves right? She comes home and goes inside it and bitches about the height while jumping on the floor. I ask her if she would prefer a child sized play house and shake my head.
So sheeting takes a while, that clear wavy pvc stuff, had to order it and when I got it it was in 8' instead of 10'. NBD works out way cheaper if I run it differently. she gets home and has some comments about it being weather tight. I ask her if she plans to winter in it and shake my head.
So yesterday It's essentially finished but for the planters, she gets home from work and goes over it like she's getting ready to sign off on a million dollar mansion, I couldn't even comment this time.
Today as I eat my breakfast I realize what it is...
Menopause, she ain't happy with anything these days.
Still debat ing weather to finish it off today or to just burn the fucking thing down. One thing I know for sure is that it will take a lot of steaks and blowjobs to ever get me to build her anything again.