I started cleaning my garage about 3 weeks ago. Then one night we heard a loud sound and it ended up being the coil on the garage door. So of course I called out the repairperson. He came to the house, went through the laundry room, opened the door to the garage and then laughed. He actually laughed loud! He said mam you give me a call when it is actually safe for me to enter and I will gladly fix your garage door! Of course I tried to show him the path I had made him to do his repairs but it didn’t work.
So now instead of out the garage door and to the garbage or thrift pile, it is through the laundry room ,into the kitchen, through the family room, into the living room ,down the entry way, out the front door, down the walkway, across the driveway,(of course tripping over the bikes), around the side of the house and finally to the garbage and giveaway piles.
All because I just couldn’t get rid of the stuff to begin with!
