Posted by allisonm on July 25, 2004, at 22:20:01
OK, I warned you this is silly.
However, I think most of America can relate to some of this... I just had to tell someone about my garage.
I have had this two-car garage since about 1986 or 1987. Anyway, it was in the mid-80s when my dad, my ex and I took it apart and put it back together so that it had a new floor and a new roof and new siding. This garage has never housed a vehicle. It has always been full of stuff.
When we remodeled the house in 1990, it got a set of doors unceremoniously made of plywood so that building supplies could be stored in there. Only one of the two doors was functional. The other one was always padlocked. Over time, the doors got painted by paint brushes that were being rinsed out with mineral spirits so there were lots of brush marks and several colors on top of the silvering plywood. It always looked like hell until...
About a month ago, I bought real and authentic garage doors that open and close like the ones you find in the rest of American suburbia. Because the new doors looked so good, I figured I ought to paint the garage. I started painting the front yesterday and got more of it done today until it looked like it might rain, so I stopped.
Not knowing what to do next now that my painting was postponed, I started poking around the inside of the garage and started cleaning... and cleaning... until... I made enough space to fit my vehicle in it for the first time in the garage's and the vehicle's life.
I am so tickled that I can actually put my vehicle in that garage. I feel like I am hiding now because there's nothing parked in my driveway...it looks like I'm not home, but I am.
I told you this was a silly post, now didn't I?
poster:allisonm
thread:370527
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