Nothing sparks joy and excitement in my house more than the phrase, “Let’s clean the garage!”
The garage was not even on my initial cleaning list, though it is now because we did it and I amended my list so I could cross it off. I’m avoiding a much bigger issue…the basement storage room.
I love cleaning the garage. It reminds me of Saturdays in the fall when my dad would be out there, radio tuned to the Nebraska Cornhuskers game, not much special happening but tinkering around.
Nothing will get you sneezing more than dusting garage shelves and sweeping leaves out. My husband was so sad when his phone rang and he had to talk to a friend from Australia. I know he wanted to help more.
Now the garage is clean and I’m getting to the bottom of the barrel in cleaning projects. Tomorrow may find me in the basement.
I remember those Fall days too. Jerry and Dave might have been visiting while the kids were cleaning the garages at each home. Oh, the good ole days.
Yup…so many good memories!