Finally after 3 years and one month-ish I am parking in the garage. I lost that privilege back in 2006 when my Mom passed away and Curtis' family and my family cleaned out her house. Some things were just to valuable to give away. The problem was that we did not have anywhere to put her stuff. Hence my side of the garage got used (just temporary) for this storage. I heard once that there is nothing more permanent than a temporary solution. (No kidding!) 3 years, 3 Saturdays, one holiday, and one day taken off from work now has me back in the garage. My Dad commented to me that he had no idea that there was a cement floor on that side. Thanks for the jab, Dad! Anyways, it's a small accomplishment, but something we don't have to be embarrassed about anymore.
3 comments:
AMAZING!! good work :)
I was logged in as Kile earlier. It was me that said, Thanks for cleaning up the mess babe- your awesome!
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