This messy garage post is not for the faint of heart. Oh no. This one will be sure to give you the chills if you are an organizer type that tends to spit polish your power tools or dust off the tops of your paint cans.
To get you into the right frame of mind, I’ve carefully hand selected a soundtrack that will mimic what you’re about to feast your eyes on. Proceed… if you D A R E . . .
KABOOM! Yes friends, welcome to my hall of shame. Or… messy garage. Watch your step…
So what happened here?
Well, this tornado (that we never get) ripped through my little town. It was crazy! I had just opened the garage door to allow some fresh air and sunshine into the space because I was ready to build, when the high winds picked up and threw everything in here except for an old door I could really use right about now!
Oh nevermind. I just spotted one. Good deal!
Complete fib of course. Things just got out of hand again. I was actually chucking stuff into the middle of the room at one point because, I mean, who could walk in this?!
Our weather has been pretty wild lately with rain and cold, so I really put this off. But enough was enough! Cabin fever set in and I needed to build… but couldn’t. So we threw on about 3 coats each and head outside.
And then this happened…
Well, my son was SUCH a trooper! He was to empty out a shed in the backyard, but I gave him the option to help me with the garage instead. He chose the backyard. Kudos, boy! That’s more than your mom would have done!
Rain is just our thing here. You just learn how to deal with it or you won’t get a thing done.
So everything got scooted out under the tight fitting little overhang.
It as very cozy indeed.
My method for cleaning is to gut, then put the stuff you want back again, purging the rest. Anything else is mere shuffling which just changes position of your junk. GUT. Always.
And as pure luck would have it, neighbours Corinne and Georgia spotted me scuffling about and darted over to see what was up. I adore it when they come over because I carry this rule that they can’t leave without a big chunka furniture or something.
I just gasped at the green driveway. We dealt with that next but I had no idea it was really THAT bad. Shiver…
I followed them home with even more stuff.
When I use to visit my mom’s place, she made sure our vehicle was filled up with either food or stuff. So if you come over to my place and leave with an armload of junk, you can thank my mom!
As for the after, it’s not magazine worthy by a long shot. But…
I can move and build again!
One day I’d love to make this garage totally cool but, well… not yet. I keep having hopes that someone will drop off a little barn they no longer need and rebuild it in my backyard so that can be my workshop.
Strangely, no offers yet. But I’m not giving up!
Honestly, I’m having some dreams about building an extension to the back of the garage with a ridiculous amount of windows, so I can photo shoot while building. Or having it open with two or three massive glass garage doors so I would whip them open on a nice day and feel like I was working outside.
Barn, contractor, supplies, money tree. See? My need list is actually very small…
For now, I have my BFF two side by side EMPTY Costco slap’em up tables begging to see some new sawdust!
So after all this, we were TIRED. Cold, wet, hungry, you get the drill. So looking forward to going inside to a nice warm cozy home, I was greeted with…
I think I missed the part about my boy slipping in the mud…
Baby steps to cleanliness around these parts…
Who else has started the big garage clean up thing?
When do you do it? DO you do it?!