So the dust in my barn might have tried to kill me. At least I am hoping it was dust.
See, I was in my barn... for only a few moments and my allergies started going nuts and I got a dry hacking cough. I was a miserable wreck.
When I first looked at the house and barn this didn't happen.
Some thing with the humidity from the melting snow caused... something. I am really hoping that it isn't mold. But I am going to spray the place down with a bleach solution anyhow. Better safe then sorry.
I am also going to vacuum the inside because if it is dust, I want it under control.
It is a fantastic little barn. And just as soon as I can figure out how to pick the 1880's padlock on the other barn door, it will make for a wonderful workshop in the summer and fall.
Yeah, there is an 1880 pad lock on the back door of the barn. It's a monster and I have no intention of cutting it. In fact, I am pretty sure modern bolt cutters couldn't. I'll probably just remove the part that it is connected to. Get someone to pick the lock if I can't find a key that fits it. Then put the hardware back with a different lock.
Actully... that might have been the area were I started coughing. So that'll get sprayed down first.
Also, there is so much curl in the wood that was used to built the barn. The original beams really stand out against the new ply-board that was used when the former owners had a new roof put on it.
Pictures when my barn isn't trying to kill me.
