My garage was new almost three years ago, and in the last few days I have started to put things where I can find them instead of the “I know it is around here somewhere” method.
Tools are being hung in plain sight where before they could be in any of about four different toolboxes or maybe mixed in a pile of things I am going to get around to someday.
I began by putting shelves on the wall and using nails to hang large objects that did not store easily.
My goodness, what an improvement that made. I actually felt like taking on new projects because I knew whatever tool or screw or bolt I would need could be easily found.
As one might expect I also found items like my hacksaw that I knew was close, but could not put my hands on it.
It turned up just about the time I was thinking I was going to buy another one.
Interspersed with all this activity are periods of sitting and pondering while looking at how this is taking shape.
That is my favorite part because that is when my next great idea arrives.
My pondering has resulted in a flat work surface that can be used for many things and moved around easily.
It sits in an area that is accessible and roomy; an area that was just poorly used space only hours before.
I am really quite proud of myself.
Of course, we can’t have just work there. I brought up from my basement a very modest stereo that was collecting dust and a pair of mismatched speakers.
I wired it to an Internet radio and I can hear everything and anything I want to hear from talk radio to my favorite music.
It just keeps getting better and better.
I believe the finishing touch will be the folding lawn chairs that can be set up quickly for any visitor I have that I want to encourage to stay for a while.
With the chairs folded up, it will keep unwanted visitors on their feet and more easily to send down the road.
I was trying to figure out why after two years this job is being done now.
I decided it must be the weather.
Last year, and the year before, were not years with hospitable weather.
This spring’s mild weather has made it inviting to just go outside and look for something to do.
Once the garage door is open, allowing a breeze to blow through and the radio playing, work does not seem like work, but merely something to do with an end result.
So if you are driving by my home and see the garage door up, it is safe to assume I am home and doing something in the garage.
You are welcome to pull in, but, depending on who you are, I may or may not offer you a chair so you might want to bring one of your own along.
Rye is a Farm News staff writer and farmer from Hanlontown. Reach him by e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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