It is grossly shallow and self-indulgent of me to make you look at pictures of how I cleaned out my garage. But at least I know it, right? Or does the fact that I know it and do it anyway make it that much more grievous? Well regardless, thank you, because my self-imposed blogging deadline was just what I needed to finish up this project that I started 3 months ago. Befores are on the left, afters on the right.
Not exactly Pin worthy. Is it wrong that I kept imagining how much better it would look with all of Owen's toys spray painted white?
But back to my garage.
I mostly used storage we already had, even though I did get these new stripey bins - some from The Container Store and some from Hobby Lobby. And since we constantly have piles of things to donate out there, I made a little station under our newly hung bicycles. Scott the accountant makes me keep an itemized list of everything we donate, and it's much easier to make the list as I go rather than all at once, hence the clipboard.
So that's it. The garage is officially the cleanest, most organized room in our house. Seriously. I'm sitting here at the desk in our kitchen watching Greta nap on top of our cozy, warm external hard drive. It is entirely possible that I could find more hair on our computer than on Don Draper's chest. And from here I can also see the place on the wall where I ran out of primer a year-and-a-half ago and just stopped painting. Clearly more of these shame-myself-into-working-on-stuff-because-I-have-to-blog-about-it posts are in order.
Owen is hosting me at his school today for a Mother's Tea. He practiced for it at school yesterday and is soooo excited. I bet I cry. Back with pictures tomorrow!