It is really, really hard to clean out a garage when you don't know where you will be moving. Will there be a yard? Will there be a garage? Will there be an archery range and/or tennis courts? We have sooooo much crap. Scratch that. H has soooooo much crap. Can someone else please tell him that the kitchen and bath catalogs from 1992 are outdated now? Because he doesn't listen to me. Also, he doesn't need notes from meetings in 2005. I promise. He argues that it is "proof that he lived." No, it is proof that you are one angry wife away from being a full-on hoarder.
There are also piles of construction scrap - nice pieces of wood (hee), light fixtures, screen doors, etc. I hate to throw it all away but I don't think the thrift shop will take anything but the light fixtures. We finally got around to sorting through the massive pile of paint cans - a mixture of our leftovers and the stacks of leftovers that the previous owners so generously saved for us in case we wanted to touch up the purple and blue heart stencils on the closet doors. We have them lined up behind the garage, lids off, thickener added and waiting for them to dry out when we got a call to show the house this evening. Great. So now all of this stuff that we have started sorting through has to get piled back and look terrible again.
Also, poison ivy. On my boobs.
Also, it is hot.
I just a friendly gal looking for options.