It was all going so well I knew it couldn’t last. Seriously. I don’t have that great luck.
We had major rain right after my foundation was installed. I mean, major crazy rain. Inches upon inches. Nothing washed away. And then lots of wind. But that was Thursday/Friday and wind was Saturday. All was OK-ish until it decided to rain. Last freaking night.
No where did it say rain last night. But somehow it did rain last night and rain it did. Because I have no luck.
This morning they arrived with the barn and bad news.
So I leave you with a holiday poem.
The weather outside’s delightful, but the ground’s muddy and frightful. But we need to install a barn, so… Let it freeze, let it freeze, let it freeze!
Unfortunately, in addition to the mud, the freaking screenings retained such an insane amount of water. And in order not to get the equipment stuck, we called it a day. They parked half a barn on my driveway, took the other half back with them, and told me since chances are we’ll never dry out in the next year, to call them when it freezes and we’ll try again.
I’m super close and they’re hoping that they can deliver and install first thing in the morning. Of course, we’re having a warm streak. WTF?! 10 days and it doesn’t looking like it’s regularly going to go below freezing? Well, it will, but not by much? And then it’s raining this Friday. Then we’re having “weather” at the end of those 10 days when we’re FINALLY getting below freezing.
Anyway, now I have half a barn on my driveway and no access to my trailer. Merry Freaking Christmas.