This is me sometimes.
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I would never just sit in the garage and do nothing. I have plenty of stuff to put away that I never get around to it.
Which is like paralysis by analysis trying to figure out where to even start on that?
What do you move first to have somewhere to replace it with something else, when you know it should just be to that garbage can but can't bring yourself to throwing away something you may find useful next year.
So you just stand or sit there or go back inside and check BITOG.
I have more projects than I can handle. Anything to sit on in the garage either moves or is for working on something that moves.
Sounds like meditating. I do that. I guess it sounds less hippie dippy when you describe it with a garage and woodworking.
Me. But door fully open. Half open garage doors freak me out.
That's the thing. This garage is 24 x 32, and used to be a wood shop. So I had to make room just to be able to put in a vehicle, then a riding lawn mower (when I say make room, I mean throwing out stuff or selling off wood shop tools). There is still stuff in there that I can sell (I'm selling off a tiller at the moment), and I'd prefer to have the riding lawn mower live someplace else. Plus, this is the GF's parent's house (her house was next door) so when she took over the house she moved all the stuff from her garage into this one. Plus I'm old and don't move as fast as I used to, and time spent in the garage is often spent maintaining vehicles. Plus in the winter (and it was cold here last winter) I didn't spend any more time in an unheated garage than I have to. Plus the GF's parents were too busy dying to maintain their house, so there is some deferred maintenance. Yeah given the prices of stuff lately, it can be hard to throw out some stuff. There is a really nice table saw there that I also wish could live someplace else. But I do use that.
I mostly sit in my shop to avoid my wife from piling junk in there. No more. It's not an overall catch place for anything like grandma's grandkid toys, plastic duck pools, rolls of carpet, etc........
I have staked a claim!
I have staked a claim!
Kinda like clowns
Yer skeered of a raccoon scooting under and gnawing on yer ankles, aren't ya?
Those crazy BC raccoons do sometimes wander over the boarder to South Abbotsford
I used to head to the garage after supper to tinker a bit. Was often distracted by the beer fridge and my magazine collection. After a while I put a sofa in there so I could stretch out and make myself comfortable.
Ever seen possum teef?Yer skeered of a raccoon scooting under and gnawing on yer ankles, aren't ya?
I had a monstrous one sleeping on my patio bench.
Could care less when I tried to roust him lol.
I pelted him with a novelty battery powered water gun which he seemed to enjoy at first. Then eventually slinked away.
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Turns out - I bought my house a block from where my friends family lived. They had 4 boys and always setup lawn chairs in the garage. Never fenced the backyard - why bother LoL.
We are “backyard bay” types - privacy fence - pool n palms
One of the brothers still has the home - nice Silverado Z71 and her 4 Runner sit in the weather - they sit in the garage
We are “backyard bay” types - privacy fence - pool n palms
One of the brothers still has the home - nice Silverado Z71 and her 4 Runner sit in the weather - they sit in the garage
Racoons are vicious things.
My friend who lived in West Seattle had big one corner his golden retriever on his deck in a disagreement over kibble ownership. My friend ran out and and hit the raccoon hard full swing with a baseball bat. The raccoon just hissed at him and then proceed to eat the dog food when he and the dog ran inside. Then, the raccoon came back and pooped on his patio furniture and hot tub cover most every night for a week.
This geographic region produces monsters of biblical size. I think we all have some stories. I came up on one in my driveway size of a gorilla. One came in my shop had to defend myself with a cordless drill. The family that ate on my tomcat wasn’t afraid of my two dogs
YOIKES!!!
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