Before. We just stashed stuff out there...because we could:
She was leaning against the screen door and got dirt all over herself. The only thing that came to mind when we saw her was "Please, sir, I want some more."
N in hubby's new tool cabinet (aka toy). She was none too pleased, however...or maybe she was crying with sympathy over the fact that we had to carry that gigantic thing up the stairs (held by three people):
That cabinet will go outside and replace the current one that's falling apart. That way he can keep all of his tools in one place and we gain a closet indoors. Yes!
So, ta-da! That's all folks.
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