As I mentioned in my Hobby Adventures post, in order to pursue a few of the hobbies I have on my list, the garage space needs to also be a work space. Cleaning out the garage is perpetually on the “to do” list anyway, so I encouraged hubby to move it up in priority. We spent many hours on it this weekend and though I know we made progress, it is a way bigger project than I had anticipated and a way more emotional project as well.
Garages (and closets and basements) often become the repository for things we don’t immediately know what to do with, for things we think we may someday have a use for, for things we are saving for our kids to use when they get their own place, for things that have monetary or sentimental value that we don’t want to get rid of, etc. Over the years, there is a subtle encroachment on usable space, and one day, you realize that you can barely fit one car in a garage meant for two.
Some of the decisions are easy. There are things we haven’t used in years, the girls will never use them, time to go. But then the question of garbage or give away or sell arises, and that answer is not so easy.
For example, a perfectly good light fixture from our bathroom. We are not shiny brass fans.
Or the sink from last winter’s renovation project that is in great shape (we bought a vanity with an integrated top).
Believe me, there are way more things that fall into this category, but I won’t bore you. I posted pictures on Facebook and no one local expressed interest. So now what do we do? Does this stuff just go to the landfill? Or do we put it on eBay? Or a local free/for sale page? These are the questions that come up over and over again.
The next category is memorabilia/stuff from grandparents/relatives. We found a box of cassette tapes from when the girls were little. We don’t have a tape player any more. I was on my way to the garbage can to toss them all in when I stopped and thought I should just check eBay. People are selling these on eBay, so they’re now sitting in the house with the little vases and candle sticks and ceramic coasters…
It’s out of the garage, but in the house, and I’m just not sure what to do with it all. And I’m guessing there will be more as we continue on through the garage.
We also found a journal from when one of the girls was in third grade. There are three entries, much of the entries are about what a brat her sister is (was). It choked us up a little, and made us chuckle because we could totally picture her writing it then, and maybe even writing a version of it now. It choked us up because it seems like yesterday and because even though that daughter thought her sister was a brat, and I’m sure the other daughter felt the same about her, they have become the best of friends. Their relationship is more than I ever could have imagined and I am grateful beyond words. Empty nest is hard on a day to day basis, but stuff like this amplifies the distance and lack of togetherness.
I can’t end this post about the garage without mentioning the 1972 Cub Cadet. Hubby bought the Cub Cadet around 10 years ago because it was a solid tractor, made when they still made real tractors for lawn and garden. It would be our snow removal equipment, and it was in great shape. Ten years ago was the last time it worked.
I have tried to convince hubby that we should sell it, and I have teased him repeatedly about it decorating the garage, and I have asked him to get rid of it, but he is determined that he will get it running again…