Why do my friends feel they need to enable my addiction? I have a buddy who's a general contractor. Sometimes this is a good thing and sometimes this is what enables the crazies. My chicken coop was built (by myself) with about 90% recycled materials (from him). Now I'm in the process of making myself a turkey coop (because the wife said I can have big birds now to, but they will be eaten annually for the two major holidays). I'm about half-way finished with the coop and run and I get a text message.....from my buddy (the general contractor). He says "I'm tearing out a shed in decent condition up in your neck of the woods next week, do you want it?" Now what kind of a silly question is that? Do I want a decent shape, albeit used, 10x10 shed FOR FREE? Of course I do now stop bothering me I have to go figure out how many more birds I can get with a bigger coop.