Last weekend I spent a lot of time in my garage. I mean a lot of time. I love my new house, but the garage leaves a little something to be desired. Seems all the past owners have really not been the kind of people who spent much time in, or used their garage much. I can understand that. Apparently the garage was just not an important place for them. And that’s OK.
But I love a garage. It’s a really neat place between inside and outside, where you can enjoy a little bit of both. A lot of things happen in a garage. It’s an awesome place to watch a thunderstorm from, for one. It’s a great place to throw a party, since everyone can be in the same room at the same time. It’s a nice big space to organize a big project. Yep, garages are neat places, with neat memories.