Thread: AAARGH! I hate moving sheds!!

So, we've a move of residence coming up in a few weeks. 'Er Indoors just can't help herself... we've been living out of boxes for the last month or so. And it's getting worse.

With a Council Hard Garbage Day coming up this next weekend, yesterday she and SIL decided to tackle... my shed! In the interest of domestic harmony I said nothing - indeed, I tried to avoid the whole issue by staying in bed - but every 15 mins or so I was called out and asked "do you really need this?"

"Yes, I need something to sit on," and "yes, those shelves keep my tools off the floor" were a couple of my answers to the sillier questions.

At the end of the day they came in covered with dust, looks of satisfaction glued to their faces as they declared they'd made " a big dint in it." So I wandered out to the nature strip to mourn my losses. There was a humongous pile of domestic items - boxes full of old tupperware, etc. that'd come out of the house. And sitting next to them? Two cardboard boxes; one the packer for my SCMS and t'other for my scrollsaw, filled with scraps of fly-screen, old rags and the like.

"Hey, I can live with that" I thought, although I do sincerely mourn the loss of two perfectly good boxes and the cleaner of the rags.

Until I went into the shed this morning.

Absolute and utter chaos! It's impossible to work in there, all my tools have been stacked (not packed - just stacked) on top of each other in odd corners, amongst assorted timbers, boxes and other shed components. It'll take me weeks just to find any given tool... by which time we'll be moved. Worse, the reason I went out today was to start making boxes for storing my tools for transport. Quick knock-ups, basically just over-sized pencil boxes. I reckon I could knock up 20 or so in a few hours (nail-guns and bradders are luvverly toys! ) from the big scrap of ply offcuts I'd saved just for this purpose.

HA! Where was the ply? At the bottom of the biggest stack. My tablesaw? It'd been used as a bench for another stack.

3 hours later, I've managed to get at my ply and re-arrange stacks so that I could access the tablesaw and found all the little odds'n'sods I thought I'd need for the job, such as pencil, square, bradder, glue... Not my favourite tools (apart from the bradder) but every properly aged shed has spares of most mark-out tools, eh wot?

That's when I realised. Not one, single extension lead to be seen in the whole shed! Out of some 6 or 7 I'd made in specific lengths to run to each machine. Another hour searching through stacks and I still can't find even one. Of course, the Fiscal Manager had already taken off for the day, citing shopping as her reason for absence.

I'm damned sure she knew I'd be p***ed when I saw the stat of my shed and she got while the going was good.

So much for my building boxes today... I'm going back to bed!