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It isn’t a big secret that I love old barns, but have I ever told you about MY barn? Well, it’s a great big old red barn, with a white door, and a hayloft on top.

There are horses in their stalls, and chickens in a coop, and we gather fresh eggs from them every day. On the outside, hollyhocks and sunflowers are growing, and the old water spigot never stops dripping. Hanging on the side of my barn is a big, beautiful barn quilt. Oh wait I’m so sorry.

I may have stretched the truth just a tad. That’s my dream barn, not my real barn. Sigh Actually, there are 2 truths, 2 half-truths, and the rest of that barn description is a total figment of my imagination. We really do have horses in a stall, and we really do have a drippy water spigot. Those are the 2 truths.

We used to have chickens, but we got rid of them (gasp!). That’s the first half-truth. There used to be hollyhocks growing outside it. That’s the second half-truth, since I haven’t replanted any, so they aren’t there anymore. But my real barn is white and it’s really is more like a machine shed than a big old barn and it doesn’t have a door at all, just a big openingwith my son’s Jeep-fixer-upper-project sitting inside.

I may never have a big red barn, with a pretty white door, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have barn quilt for my machine shed, right? Now, I realize that I titled this post “DIY Barn Quilt”, and technically you could do it yourself, but if you are hoping for a tutorial, you’re out of luck. I bumbled my way through this, so I can’t offer you any amazing “you can make this in 30 minutes or less” tutorial, because I’ve told enough fibs for one post! I will tell you how I managed to get the job done though, okay? First, I went to Lowes and got a piece of indoor/outdoor plywood cut to the size I wanted, which was about 40″ square. My teenage son had to make sure everyone knows he’s behind it holding it up for me. Boys 🙂 Then I searched online for a quilt design and found this Martha Washington quilt block pattern from.

I was so excited to get started! It seemed so easy. I started by painting one side of the board white. So far so good.

My plan was to blow up the pattern, and transfer the lines onto the board, then just paint the blue blocks. I took it one step further though, and color-coded the blocks, so I would know exactly what I was doing. What could go wrong? Well, I blew up that pattern, and I printed it out on 16 sheets of paper. Then I got out my tape to put together the puzzle of those 16 sheets of paper, but I had a Horrible, with a capital H, time of it.

I started having high school geometry flashbacks. It was a nightmare, I tell you. To top it all off, a tree had given its life for the 16 pieces of wasted paper, and I was feeling guilty about that.

I was ready to thrown in the towel, and just chalk this up to an idea that wasn’t going to work out, but then I got smart and called in the real brains of the operation I called in my son a graphic design major. I figured I should see if his student loans are worth the interest they are accruing. He had only been home from college ONE day, so he wasn’t all that excited about helping me with my project, but I begged, and I whined, and I offered to pay for a haircut. 🙂 And he agreed. God bless him. He spent the next several hours mapping out my design for me, while I soaked in the tub, because I knew he wouldn’t want me putting my two cents in. He even color-coded the blocks for me.

Moneyworks Gold Mac Serial Number there. God bless him. And then I set about the business of taping off blocks and painting them.

Now this project was finally getting fun! I got all the blue blocks painted, but the white blocks needed to be touched up, and the color-coded letters needed to be covered up. I had another project with a looming deadline that I needed to finish up, so I called my son in again. And I begged, and I whined, and I offered to throw some cash his way And he agreed. (although he said I didn’t have to pay him) God bless him.

And between the two of us, we got that barn quilt done! And he got a haircut, which made his momma happy. So even though I don’t have a big red barn with a pretty white door, and sunflowers and hollyhocks growing along the side of it, I do have the barn quilt I am totally content with that! Now, I don’t want to leave you high and dry, without a tutorial, so I searched online and found one for you.

It’s kind-sorta how I did mineexcept they make it look easier and they didn’t have a graphics design major son helping them. Click to see some projects I really DID do myself! Oh Angie, what a story!!!! Your barn quilt is to die for!!

I never thought about doing that to our barn, but wonder if my hubby would actually hang it on the aluminum wall? True life is MORE interesting than fiction, isn’t it??!!!?? I also have sons, two to be exact, and they’d probably react the same way!!!! Is it just that males MUST complain first, then do what you’ve asked them? My husband is the same wayNOW, to convince my husband that the repurposing I plan to start doing WILL be worthwhile, and NOT make our home on our farm, “MISTY MEADOWS,” look junked up, as he predicts.Oh, husbands.

I follow a couple blogs but YOURS is my favorite! You are REAL and honest and tell it like it is! I live in the country on a dairy farm, so many of your ideas would look perfect at my house! Just to find the time! Wish i had a couple BOYS that didnt have chores to come “help” me!my girls just pin things and show me all types of cool things i SHOULD do, but they are married and live away.thanx for your inspiration tho, i may, just may, do one some day.i save YOUR ideas 🙂 God Bless! Oh, I soooooooooo LOVE thisI’m a sucker for quilts and I think one would look soooooo lovely on my barnerummmshed. Well, in my defense, it is barn-shapedhehe!

I can appreciate all of the frustration you went through in getting this project off the groundhow wonderful to have your son help youhe may not want to admit it, but I’ll bet he’s pretty proud of this quilt every time he sees it, as well he should be! For years to come, this will be the quilt that you both built togetherthat makes it all well worth the all the frustration at the outset! Thank you for sharing this wonderful idea with us! Of all the things I will read today, whether they be blogs, news items, emails, etc. You get the idea.

This will be my favourite! Probably because it sounds “real”, happens to everyone, and would definitely happen to me!

The only difference is, if it happened to me, I would probably go to the store, buy the plywood, buy the paint and stop there lol. I have a lot of “projects” that this happens to, so I applaud you not only for your perseverance, but also for raising, I think, two fine sons, who step up and help a mother out when she needs it!

Back in the summer of 2004, Monique and I had been planning our wedding, and trying to figure out space. Without going into a lot of detail, she lives with her Mom, and can't move away. So if I wanted to marry her (and I did, passionately) then my only choice was to move in with them.

At the time, I was living by myself in a 3-bedroom home, with an old trailer for extra storage. No matter what kind of closet organizer you buy, there's no way all my belongings were going to fit.

I sold what I could, junked what I could, and still had too much. The solution?

Build a shed. With Mom's gracious permission, we took over a huge chunk of backyard and bought the plans for a 17' x 17' 2-floor shed. Mainly because that was the biggest building we could shoehorn into the back yard. So far, so good. But here's where things bogged down.

Summer was becoming fall, time was slipping away from us, and I was deficient of the 'guy gene.' Plans in hand, dream in mind, no bridge between the two. Enter brother-in-law Rick.

Master carpenter extraordinaire. We turned the plans over to him. As soon as he was the man with the plan, things started falling into place.

Established a budget. Took out a loan. Monique and I talked it over, decided to borrow more than the materials cost, and offered the remainder to Rick. This way, he could take time off from work without hurting his own income.

We started off slow. Rick came down on weekends and off time. Home Depot delivered our materials.

I expected a few stacks of lumber, some sheets of plywood, maybe some other odds and ends. Instead, it looked like we were opening a new Home Depot store! Took over the whole driveway and part of the front yard. The groundwork was laid. I didn't know how you level an area, but Rick squared it off, gridded it with twine, and we leveled one small square at a time, checking with a level as it went. Rick brought an entire workforce with him.

My wife and his wife are sisters. Ann, plus their teen-aged son Josh and younger son David all came along. It was like 'Family Reunion' meets 'Extreme Home Makeover'. We all did what we could.

Generally, that involved saying 'Rick - What do I do next?' Put the bottom support beams in, established the frame. One day, I came home from work, and there was a wall there! Wow, that was cool.

It was like a crossover moment. You know, one minute it's an idea in your head, next minute you can actually 'feel' the shed arriving. Soon there were two walls. At 4 walls, the stairs went in.

The ceiling became 2nd level flooring. The ribs of the roof came next. Download Free Libro Ajuste De Cuentas Vicens Castellano Pdf Files. We put a tarp over it to protect the insides until we could finish the roof. Keep in mind, this sounds fast. It was a lot of grueling, heavy work. Rick and Josh were the heart of that shed. The rest of us helped, but it has to be said.

Most of the work was done by those two. About this time, disaster struck. When we started, Monique looked up state regulations, and verified that we did not need a permit to build. As long as we were at least 4 feet from any property line. Turns out, local regs supersede state regs. And with a friendly tip from an anonymous neighbor, the appropriate building authorities quickly showed up and shut us down.

They told us to stop building, period. And if we couldn't get a permit, we'd have to take it apart.

At that point, I felt like going all Davy Crockett on them, and re-enacting my own Alamo. It was enough to take the wind out of my sails.

We applied for a permit. Too close to neighbors properties on two sides. You can apply for waivers in this situation, but applying is expensive, requires signed statements from neighbors, with no guarantee you'll be granted the waiver. What a money mill. My government working for me. With some research, and a super-long measuring tape, I was able to prove the back edge of the property extends some 9 feet beyond the edge of our fence. But we were still too close on the side.

So we hired a team of guys to come in, and SHOVE the shed over by 4 feet. This did the job. It also left the front of our shed 4 feet beyond the lip of the base we'd built to support it's weight. And 4 feet of framed dirt behind it. Still, we could work around that, and built more supports. Permit finally in hand, work resumed.

By now, it really looked like a shed. The roof was up, and Josh in particular excelled in putting on the shingles. He's an extremely talented martial artist, and his sense of balance was phenomenal. I think he also enjoyed the element of risk. To be safe, a rope was tossed all the way across the shed, and tied near the ground on opposite sides. Then Josh looped it around his waist.

The idea was if he fell, the rope would catch him no matter which side he fell on. Personally, I thought it would be more like a yo-yo.

He'd spin down, but not back up. Still, it should slow his fall. He'd arrive at the ground dizzy, but safe. (We never got to try it out. No idea whose theory was correct.). Finally, trim was added. Doors installed.

All minor weatherproofing and finishing details in place. A long and difficult job, but well done. When I look at that shed, I see family. I see leadership.

I see two floors of junk. But it's MY two floors of junk, and I love it. Thanks go to everybody involved, but especially to our project mentor. Rick, it would never have happened without you. Oh, by the way - that extra four feet of framed dirt at the rear of the shed? It's a small garden plot now. Nothing wasted!