Happiness is a warm truck
Well, it's been well over two years, but I finally can park the truck in the garage again. For a long time I maintained that it was a basic tenet of my religion that garages are meant to be parked in, because God wants us to be happy. Then a couple of years ago I moved it out to make room for most of the twins' belongings during a "difficult" time at school. There they festered for a while, with the kids slowly mining through it all over time for what they wanted back. Shortly after that the garage door springs broke. Between the two, every time I went into the garage I would just get depressed. Yeah, I can let things fester for a long time.
So, on Monday I spent my first weekday of vacation and cleaned it all out and took a bunch of stuff to the dump and reorganized everything. Then today Dad came over and helped me fix the springs (I also ended up fixing Les's garage door - long story). And with a bit more rearranging, I am now able to park the truck in the garage again, just in time for winter! Huzzah! It is actually supposed to ice rain/sleet/snow tomorrow, so it's just in time.
What you see at the bottom of the picture is a roll of carpet I've had for about two years now, too. It is meant to replace the (original, ca. 1979) green shag carpeting in Jon's bedroom. I keep putting it off because I am intimidated by the idea of laying carpet myself, but I think I may set that as a goal for my vacation the week after Christmas, along with some much-needed painting. We haven't painted since we moved into the house in the summer of 2001, and we still don't have curtains in the living room window. I think it's about time...
5 comments:
Looks great!
And for everyone else, you can't see it, but down to the left just off picture is a 4x4 board, there as a parking aid. I stubbed my toe on that dang thing every time I went in there. Lol!
Yup, those boards are still there, on both sides, but I am planning on getting rid of them (because I've stubbed my toes on them more than you ever will). My coworker Patrick had a brilliant idea and hangs a ball on a string from the garage ceiling right in front of the driver and when the ball touches the windshield, you stop. Excellent. That's actually a plan of mine for this week still.
Fantastic! I used to park in the garage until we built a new deck a few years ago, and it was used to store lumber. Then we remodeled the kitchen. Then we cleaned out the attic. Somehow we have continued to use it for storage and crap and now we own a go-kart and a slot car track. I don't believe I will ever park in a garage again. Seems like wishful thinking.
Kudos to you!
Erin,
Maybe the go-kart and slot car track should be incorporated into the bedrooms of their principal drivers?
Haha then they would both be in my bedroom as my husband is the principal driver of each.
No thanks!! :)
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