I'm very much not hoping to turn this into an epic build thread. Let's hope I can stick to that.
As some of you may recall, we moved from Northern Nevada to West Virginia late last year. One of the top items on both my wife's and my wishlist was that we'd get a house that offers a few critical spaces that we didn't have at our previous place. For my wife (who's a massage therapist) this meant a room that she could use if she wanted to run her own practise out of the house, and for me this meant a proper workshop. We both got our wishes, and this is my part of the wishlist:
The two closed off stalls have a concrete floor, the open one has just a gravel floor. The building is about two Answers deep and the door on the right is an RV size door. I know the building predates the house, but I don't know much about it otherwise. A Kenworth emblem bolted to a shelf made me wonder if someone originally used it for storage/shop for a big rig tractor as it would be just about big enough. Although there's a pretty steep drop-off right next to the flat area in front of the shop and I wouldn't want to maneouver a full size tractor in and out of there.
One big mistake I made was to not have the outbuilding properly inspected. I think the inspector looked in there and noted the presence of the wood burner, but that was about it.
That was one of the perils of trying to buy the house remotely - I had viewed the house in person, but the rest of the purchase was done from several thousand miles away. We got into town about three weeks before closing, and the previous owner generously allowed us to store our stuff in the basement as they had already cleared out the house and (allegedly) the shop.
When I poked my head into the shop at that time I found this:
Yeah, that wasn't ground water. Oops. Seller denied all knowledge of the leaky roof as the shop had been "her deceased husband's domain". Suuuuuure.
Our realtor was on the ball and got her preferred handyperson out to quote us how much the roof repair would cost. It's a metal roof and according to said handypersion, it just needed a couple of panels replacing and we should be good. Second mistake at my end.
Anyway, we bought the house, I covered everything in the shop so it wouldn't get too wet and not have the birds that lived in there relieve themselves on everything, too. And occasionally chased said handyperson about the roof. All that while I was traveling for work, then got pretty sick for a bit and worked on my bikes instead as they have their own garage in the house.
The excuses from handyperson got more elaborate, but I don't doubt that he's got a couple of sick family members and will be over soon to finally fix the roof. Or something.
Eventually I decided "eff this" and climbed up on the roof to take stock myself. After all, at that point I had a few grands' worth of vehicles in there and still had to carry all the good tools back and forth from their storage in the house. That's what it looked like on top of the roof:
See all that silver paint? That's where someone "fixed" prior issues with the roof.