Since estate sale season has started, the garage is starting to...well, you know, get full. I have every good intention of sorting, cleaning, boxing, pricing for my space, listing on eBay, passing along gems to fellow hoarders; but sometimes the best intentions go awry. Recently, my husband was actually trying to FIND something in the garage (Puh-leeze!) and when he comes back in the house, I can tell he is trying to keep his cool. "Honey..."he says, "looks like there's a lot of stuff piling up in the garage, and do I see more CHRISTMAS decorations?????" "Yes, darling" I purr..."Isn't it just WONDERFUL???" So last night, I spent the evening with a bottle of red wine and while Michael Feinstein sang Gershwin tunes, I sorted, cleaned, boxed, etc. Next stop: my studio. My husband never goes in there.
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We need to live closer to one another, so that we can dig a tunnel between our garages and act like the squirrels we are, scampering back and forth to ooh and aah at one another's treasures, all while dodging the bullets of our patient, yet ever more frustrated husbands. They do know that they're not supposed to actually store something they might ever have an actual need for in our garages, right?
WOW. Clearly you just need a second garage for the hubby. Maybe he'd let you put a few things in there when yours gets too full....
So you finally tackled the garage huh sweetie!? The blog gods let me leave a comment today...they must be happy about the clean-up too.
xo
ethel
Knew there were kindered spirits out there but to see my old garage cloned, and hear that you were listening to Michael Feinstein! An inspiration!
your lesson 2 reminded me of those metal molds you see at estate sales. Which I thought was what you made the flowers from. Now, I finally have an idea for using using them! Always see potential for stuff but sometimes takes years to figure it out. Your husband certainly has his priorities in the right spot!
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