This is going to sound really crazy, but a few years back I was actually suffering from outhouse envy! Never heard of it? Probably not, but I declare it to be a real affliction. Perry, Ohio is a fairly rural community. Two traffic lights and not a single fast food restaurant. That rural enough for you? But it’s not really what I’d call out in the sticks. We’re only 30 miles, give or take a mile to two east of Cleveland.
But when Pam and I moved into the first house we owned, right across the street were two old farm houses. And each one had an honest to goodness authentic outhouse. Sitting on our front porch we could see both of those outhouses. So one evening as we were just kicking back relaxing I said; “I think I’ll build an outhouse. ” And immediately Pam said; “Oh no you’re not!” I said; “I think I will. Probably only take me a week in my spare time.” “You are not building an outhouse!” said she. “You’ll like it.” Said I. “I’m going to call it a shedhouse.”
So the next day I come home with a truck full of lumber and start sawing and hammering away. My next door neighbor Millie sees me out in the driveway working away and doesn’t give it too much thought at first. But as my shedhouse starts to take shape the curiousity gets the best of her and out the door she comes. Jim and Millie are from Oklahoma and she knows an outhouse when she sees one. “Mike what are you building?” she asks. So I ask her, not in a sarcastic tone, but I want to know if it resembles what I want it to resemble; “Well . . . what do think it looks like Millie?” She says; “It looks a lot like an outhouse, but I know you’re not building an outhouse!”
So I tell here it’s a surprise and she’ll just have to watch and wonder. Finally when I get it done Millie absolutely loves my “Shedhouse” and she says; “You’re really quite creative.” To which I reply; “Yeah, in a dangerous sort of way.” Watch the shedhouse video above, or check out the photo here: