The big red Barn, an anology

 

I decided to build this big red barn in my back yard. I got permission from the CFO (my wife) and worked commenced that very afternoon. I hired a really good contractor and his crew to work full time on my masterpiece that I had designed from the ground up. It was going to be a grand structure. The best on the block to be sure. Well, some of the surrounding land owners were not happy with the idea at all. They thought it would be an eye sore and a blight on the land. It was beginning to make everyone else's barn look really bad in comparison. Their barns were very old and needed constant maintainance to keep from falling apart at the seams. Soon I was getting so much hate mail and irate phone calls in the middle of the night. I became really tired of hearing all the complaints and constant bickering from the town board . Then the cost overruns started. The cost of material just kept going up. I could not get the windows that I wanted so had to settle for windows with some panes of glass missing. I could always add them later. By now the walls were up and pane less windows were installed and the rafters had been delivered to the job site. I did have a couple of really nice doors installed and a couple more in storage. I was really proud of those, I had build them myself. The CFO (my wife) suddenly found a better use for the money that had been allotted for my barn. I had no choice but to call an end to my grand project. The contractor walked off the job and put a lean on my property. Now the townspeople will just have to look at my unfinished structure and I can only dream about what might have been.

 

Oh well, maybe someday I can sell my house to satisfy the lean and someone else can finish my grand barn. Only problem is my wife really likes the house we live in now and wants me to build her a new master bathroom.

 

It could have been so grand!

 

p.s.

 

But you know what? The kids still love to play in it. They say it is the best darn barn there ever was.

 

Steve Arnold

Great anology, thanks for sharing.

If you haven't painted it yet, you might get in touch with the company that painted all those barns with "Chew Mail Pouch Tobacco" advertising. For free. Maybe they'll even pay you to paint your barn.

 

Hook

Lien... B)

Lien...

Gee, missed that one. I have never had a reason to use THAT word before. Thanks Bill

Gee, missed that one. I have never had a reason to use THAT word before. Thanks Bill

No problem! I had this image of a lien on your leaning Big Red Barn, and couldn't get it out of my head, nor the words to the latest hit song:

 

"Lien on me, big nasty mortgage company. Take my home and all my belongings..."