Today Bec and I spent our last day in the shed .... finally and at last. Clearing the shed has been an incredibly long, drawn-out process but we are finally at the end of it. After moving thousands of books, sorting out dozens and dozens of catalogues, clearing out more mess than you can imagine from last year's flood and finally getting everything organised, we are ready to rent. The very last thing to do is for Allan to go down on the weekend with a power tool and sheer off the bolts that are still in the concrete from the pallet racking and make the floor smooth again.
It's those special days as a Gallery Director that one remembers best. A couple spring to mind. One was when I had to move eighty boxes of books from where the delivery truck dumped them at our storage facility in Sydney, into our storage unit. He couldn't fit in the building so just left them outside, in the middle of the driveway. No pallet jack, no trolley and only a long, winding labyrinth of storage units to negotiate with each box individually. It looked like rain and had to be done quickly and the day was absolute hell.
Last year, Bec and I had to shore up the pad on which our five containers sit as the continual rain during the weeks of February and March undermined the soil and it looked like they were going to slip down the hill and into the dam. That would have been nice! Bec had covered the bank in hay and mulch to keep the soil from washing away, had inserted pipe to help the water run past the containers and we covered the whole area in metres of black plastic to stop more water soaking into the soil. That was another gem of a day.
Of course, there are numerous more but those two stick in my mind as does yesterday. Bec and I have spent the best part of the last three weeks in the shed but as we work at Odana only two days a week that's only six days. We have also been there on the odd weekend as well. Ten or so days doesn't sound a long time but when it is spread over a month or so, it seems never ending.
Yesterday was another gem - cleaning the shed. We had twelve years of dust, dirt, leaves, bugs, spiders and webs to remove, not to mention the debris from the flood last year. Sweeping, removing webs and hosing down the walls and floor with the water spitter became the order of the day. Not the cleanest of jobs but at least it was the last major one.