Hubby smokes – a lot. But he doesn’t smoke in our home. He stays in the garage with all of our clutter and smokes, takes a break from me and Peanut, from doing chores and watches some TV (it’s on top of the fridge) or listens to the radio. Always sports, all the time.
When guests visit who smoke they stay with Hubby in the garage. I’m totally embarrassed about what it looks like. There’s so much clutter it looks like a tornado hit it and dropped all of the stuff it was carrying all over our room.
He also leaves the garage door open so that our entire neighborhood can see the mess and think we’re pack rats. We are but I digress.
I never knew there were so many things you can do with garages. It’s like Hubby’s room any way so why not go all the way and make it into one?
I think the word for the garage now is the “ManCave”! LOL!
Sue
oh my gosh… I know what you are talking about. I moved in seven years ago and I still have unpacked boxes in the garage.
Shhhh! Don’t tell anybody. LOL
oh my, I can truly relate. However mine is the basement, filled to the brim….LOL. Remember my dad and brothers in the garage ALWAYS working on something. Think they hid out there to keep from helping around the house.