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An Artist from Vermont

I came across a hide-a-bed Friday for $25 bucks. I had tossed around the idea of putting a bed in the barn for overnight company & this lil couch was ideal! A bed and a practically perfect couch, two for one. 

With the help of Keirsey and Ami, we put some new fabric on it and somehow managed to get it in the back gate & inside the barn.
Of course, I had to check it out so after K & A went home, I pulled out the bed, put on fresh sheets, came outside with some vodka and a downloaded book & hoped on the bed.... and I suddenly understood the last 18 months and what this barn is. I mean, what it REALLY is. 

In the time I've had this lil shed, I've read more books than I have in my entire life, some audible and some an actual book.

I've discovered new tastes in music: mainly the banjo, mandolin mix of folk artist Noah Kahan. When Noah sings, I can still hear Enzo. I've wept the deepest tears to "Still" in this shed.

There have been conversations in the barn that have helped mend relationships & work through some tough topics. 

Since I work with my spouse, it's also great to each have our own personal space to do our own thing (don't underestimate it).

It's also the place I can finally learn to play video games, thanks to my new Nintendo Switch addiction. This is something I've ALWAYS wanted to do. I'm really happy to be accomplishing this, as silly as that may sound. 

So it's my hobby nook, maybe? Where I enjoy the slow life. Where I try new things. Where good conversation happens. 

This seemingly insignificant couch that doubles as a bed, meant for overnight company, but accidentally providing me with my very own, real life, customized Barbie House where I've spent the last 24 hours. 

I've learned what this shed really represents: Hope. And man did I need that. 

All it took to realize this was a cheap hide-a-bed, about 30 books, and an artist from Vermont. 


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