It's one of those projects that we threw around from time to time when ever we got really brave, but I wasn't sure if it was ever going to actually happen. I have such issues with change, that I think without the propper prodding, I would have left the fence up until the day I moved out of the house. However, Robert's contagious excitment about the project got to me -- and we tore down the backyard fence in preparation for the shed to be! We knew it was going to be a job, but pulling the posts out of the ground ended up taking a lot more muscle power than expected. I was relegated to shovel duty, as the sledgehammer just wasn't my thing. And by the end of the day, the fence was just a distant memory!