The Garage

The Cave.... umm I mean the Garage.


My husband has a tool for everything. Seriously. There isn't a tool to be found that my man doesn't have. Funny thing is - He really doesn't use that many of them – Well on occasion he does. But they are cool, and I think they must be fun to pick up and organize from one tool box to the other. I know he loves to hang out in the garage, and watch his Direct TV, or listen to his IPOD all the while moving one tool chest from one side of the garage to the other side. You know it’s his club house. Then after that is done. I think? He then moves the different tools to different tool boxes. It’s a guy thing, who knows?

Besides the regular, every day tools of hammers, wrenches, etc. we have big and different, and who knows what kind of tools.

We have big welders; he mentioned he wanted to learn to weld, so we weld…. Um, lets see, we have welded.... Umm. Well; anyways I will come back to that when I think of what we have welded.

We have a sand blaster. Ok, that one I think is for taking the paint off my sons’ car project. But don’t you think we could have rented one, borrowed one? Like we are going to ever use it again? Could they not be telling me there are more car projects down the road? (And this car thing will be for another post at another time…. Stay tuned)

Oh my favorite. We have this box, which has these round holes with gloves attached. Looks like something that belongs on the space station. Apparently it is a "parts washer" of some sort?? You stick your hands into these big huge gloves with the parts already in the box and wash away? Looks pretty cool and kind of scientific. lol

We have air compressors, with all these weird attachments, to do, well, I am sure they do something. Oh yeah I remember now. I have seen the big huge air compressor that is about 6 feet tall , 3 feet round, hooked to the little air compressor, to fill up my sons bike tires. An important one to have. LOL

And drills – Don’t get me started on the drills. We have one so big it stands on the floor of the garage, and is about 6 ft. tall! Of course you have to have the cordless, and then the one with the cord, or actually two of each. Why? Who knows, that is one of the mysteries of the cave, er… sorry the garage. There are just some questions, that can’t be answered.


Actually I don’t mind his garage, or his tools. I really don't. Why don’t I mind all his toys, er… I mean tools? Because they make him happy. And because, we have a great agreement. I don’t ask how much a tool cost or why he needs another one, and he doesn’t ask about my designer purse I have on my shoulder, or all the ones stacked in my closet. That I play with and move from one side of the closet to the other. ;o)


What agreements have you made to keep the peace? Or kept each other happy? Do you each have a collection of something that the other just doesn’t get?