The Eyesore

Hal’s wife, Mary, called the old shed in the backyard an eyesore and demanded that Hal tear it down.

“But I need that shed,” Hal insisted. “That’s where I keep my tools and other valuables. You wouldn’t want me to clutter up our home with all that stuff, would you?”

“You have a point,” Mary said, “as your tools and valuables, as you call them, are clutter aplenty. But I’m not balking at you having a shed in our backyard. It’s just that the shed you have now is falling apart. So I’m asking you to tear it down and either build or buy yourself a new one.”

“When this shed collapses, I’ll build us a new one. Until then, this shed will do just fine,” Hal said.

That night a severe thunderstorm blew through the area. When Mary woke up in the morning she looked out of the kitchen window and got a big smile on her face. She poured a cup of coffee and took it to their bedroom where Hal was still asleep. She woke him up.

Hal opened his eyes, saw his wife standing next to the bed with a cup of hot coffee in her hand. “To what do I owe this coffee in bed service?” he asked, looking up at her.

“We we’re blessed with perfect atmospheric conditions last night,” she said.

Confused, Hal asked, “What are you talking about, Mary?”

“There was a huge thunderstorm last night that you, no doubt, slept through,” she said, still smiling at her husband. “Well, the winds lifted up your nasty old shed as if it were made of feathers, and now there’s driftwood all over the yard. So your task for today is to clean up the mess and use your tools and whatever other of your treasures survived, to start building yourself a beautiful new shed.”

Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (the old shed), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (clutter), Your Daily Word Prompt (aplenty), Word of the Day Challenge (atmospheric), and MMA Storytime (feather).

13 thoughts on “The Eyesore

  1. Renard Moreau June 5, 2021 / 6:35 pm

    🙂 That was nicely written, Fandango.

    I am hoping that the husband makes his new shed out of concrete bricks this time around.

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    • Fandango June 5, 2021 / 7:00 pm

      That might stand up better to severe thunderstorms. 😉

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  2. bushboy June 5, 2021 / 7:52 pm

    A sad tale of an old shed. I noticed plenty of the commenters have no idea of what a mans shed means to him. Thanks for joining in Fandanfo 🙂 🙂

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  3. Shweta Suresh June 5, 2021 / 9:09 pm

    Lol. It seems like Nature did Mary’s bidding. Great story, Fandango

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  4. jilldennison June 6, 2021 / 12:37 am

    Personally, I rather liked the old shed, rather like an old favourite sweater or the 50-year-old iron skillets that I still use today. As they say, one man’s junk is another man’s treasure! That said … good story!

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  5. pensitivity101 June 6, 2021 / 5:55 am

    Hubby would kill to have a shed of any description just now. Purchase might be OK, but delivery?
    No dates promised…….. last count 20 weeks, but you had to pay the full price up front with your order rather than a deposit.

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  6. SelmaMartin June 7, 2021 / 5:59 am

    Atmospheric conditions conspired to get her what she wanted. But what about him? How far did the atmospheric conditions scatter his treasure? Not too far, I hope.
    Thanks for sharing. Fun read.

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  7. leigha66 June 13, 2021 / 11:41 pm

    But that shed had such character, darn Mother Nature. Nice one Fandango!

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