Garage

Up early! Oatmeal to nourish the body and soul. This is war. Off to attack the garage. Friend or foe? The garage is a mixed blessing. The garage can be a nifty place to store a lawnmower, snow shovels, paint, assorted tools and even (gasp) a car or two. Or the garage can be a dark place. A place filled with dirty secrets- boxes and crap that you cannot bear to sort through. Worse, this crap seems to multiply and migrate until there is no garage. There is nothing but garbage... boxes... un-recycled recyclables: a somber miasma reminding you that you have no time, no life.

But no more! I tamed the garage and she is now a friend. It took roughly 8 hours and there are still a few piles. We took two truck loads of crap to the Johnson County Sheltered Workshop. The first load was nothing but flattened boxes that had lost their boxiness. They will be recycled into some nifty toilet paper or a steno pad. The Sheltered Workshop has a Thrift Store. Now we can recycle more than paper and plastic! So I loaded up the truck and took off with one of Orion's bicycles, the dog crate (Nola's too big!), and several boxes of stuff- mostly paperbacks and tchotchky. I am two truck loads lighter and happier for it! I've got camping goods in one corner. Used lumber from a huge desk we built years ago in another corner. Some nice boxes for a friend who is moving soon in the place somebody might park if there was a garage door opener for that door! Shovels and brooms along one side. And Grace (the Kia) all snug in her new bedroom.

My goal- to keep it clean. We'll see how long it lasts. I'm celebrating with grilled meat and veggies. Yum! What did you do today?