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I don’t know about you guys, but my wife must believe that a garage is nothing more than a depository for discarded CRAP! Why is this? I don’t get it. It's a sore subject around the RocketScience household, and I dare not bring the subject up, as I will get an earfull of this (muted due to FTE guidlines).
I think she believes our garage has some type of futuristic matter/anti-matter vaporization device. Heck, I guess I can’t blame her, it’s primarily my fault. She'll stack it out there (always within two feet of the doorway), and I have to make it disappear. ARRRGGGG!
How many of you suffer the same fate as I?
P.S.
I love my wife (well most the time).
Last edited by RocketScience; Jul 13, 2005 at 06:12 PM.
Same here. We don't have a garage, but a small barn built a long time ago-too small for vehicles. But I keep it cleaned up by discarding things we haven't used for some time. She cleans closets and the attic by doing the same. Except she doesn't donate to charity or pass stuff on to a friend like I do. SHE PUTS IT IN THE BARN!
Drives me crazy when I have to walk/climb over a bunch of junk to get to something I had neatly hung on the back wall.
Love her dearly, though!
My husbands blacksmith/armour's shop is full of shelves/benches cluttered with tools, jars of rivets, screws, patterns, sword/dagger hilt parts and more.
In one corner is his woodworking lathe and on another, his small metal lathe for shaping rapier pommels. Under the benches are nails, leather, horn/antlers parts Anything else you could think an arms and armour/blacksmith shop would have at hand.
Around the anvil, there is a pile of scrap steel of all kinds as he never throws away anything. Never know when you might need a scrap bit of barstock or spring steel for something. On the dirt floor, there are cutout blanks of dagger blades, axes, spearheads waiting to be hammered out or to be tempered after forging. Against benches are swordblades in various stages of finish work.
And he knows where everything is. Until it gets too piled up and he decides to clean the shop up. Then slowly, relentlessly, the pileup will creep and takes over again.
I dont mess with anything in there and move as little as possible when needing to find anything. It HIS place.
Ohhhhhhh, thank god I'm not the only one. I swear, it's too hard to bring the trash bags over to the cans on the other side of the garage, it's much easier to just set them right in front of the door. And would it be too much to ask, just to put my tools away when she uses them. I always get the excuse, "Well I put it back in the garage......." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I'm not allowed to touch anything in the kitchen, or the the bathroom, or any other place in the house, but going into my sanctuary is okay. NOOOOOOOOO!
I have 2 keys to my 2-car detached garage/workshop, one on my key ring, and the other on my friend's key ring. I built a shed that houses the mower, yard tools and bikes/ kid's toys, and the wife understands the garage is my "domain".
A known cure for reducing work-in-process inventory in manufacturing is to reduce the places where work can be stacked or stored. Any available space WILL ALWAYS be used for something.
I'm fortunate to be like Bob, in that the shop is recognized as my space, everthing else belongs to my wife.
A friend of mine built a shed. He even put his own room and bathroom in it, as he gets "so dirty" that the wife won't let him into the house untill he's cleaned off his legs and takes off his shoes. She started taking stuff and setting it a couple of feet in the shed, then he started storing the trashcans about 4 feet inside the shed. After watching him pick up the piles and toss them in the can, she learned. House is hers and shops his to do with as pleased.
Yeah my wife thinks there is an anti-matter device located in front of the garage door. Everytime something gets put there, I'm expected to make it disappear. I guess that makes me the anti-matter device.
Yep, we got that special 'anti-matter' device. its called a 3-yard commerical dumpster.
The wife started sticking things in the garage, I started tossing them. She learned very quickly, if its in the house she gets to keep it, if its in the garage. I get to toss it.
Around my place, I jsut toss it in a dumpster. you should see my best friends place, he NEEDS a dump truck and wheel loader to clean up the junk his mom piles up around, and IN the house. I'm AMAZED I dont fall through holes in the floor when I go in his place.
The first time something from my wife appeared in the garage without my knowing about it first, my wife got a friendly warning. The second time, the stuff was moved outside in the rain, and then thrown out.
We haven't had a third time...and I don't expect one.
Sorry ya'll, I guess I'm the odd duck out on this one. You see my wife and I have an unwritten agreement; She gets to decorate or have whatever furniture or arangements she wants anywhere in the house. In return I get to use the garage space for my stuff and only my stuff. She knows that I spend countless hours in there working on "my little projects." That is my stress relief and sanctuary. I love my garage. It's quiet and peaceful when I need it to be and sometimes I love to hear the sound of my power tools and air tools buzzing as I'm workin' on my projects. My only complaint is I wish it were bigger.