I forgot, I had a really PO'd few moments this afternoon trying to find something in our garage... I've been asking my husband for at least three years to organize his "stuff" (replace stuff with a much harsher word!). I've spent hours more than once organizing his stuff, only to cry days later to see it disorganized again, with more "stuff" added to the pile!

The garage was so bad I could barely walk in there. I was tempted to take a photo hoping it would put my husband to shame, but I was much too flustered to go back in there again.

During those 10 or 15 minutes of trying to find what I was looking for I ran a few nasty names through my head aimed at my husband, and thought how I could get him to FINALLY organize his "stuff". I thought no sex may work, but then it's been a 15 months deployment so chances are I would cave on that one. The silent treatment wouldn't work either, I would forget and get chatty quickly. I even though how freeing it would be to put an ad on Freecycle saying "Lots of tools, hardware, automobile supplies, wood, crates, even a motorcycle that hasn't worked in over six years...." but that I may regret once I see the credit card bill after hubby starts to restock the garage again.

I may just have to tell myself to stay out the garage and make sure at our next house we either have a storage unit offsite for him to store his "stuff" or a separate garage for him and a shed for me and my gardening supplies. Then I won't be so sad when someone lights a match to the garage >:)