We have the same standard 2 car garage that came factory-equipped on every mid-century American ranch home. We also, like so many (most?) people, use it for junk storage rather than parking our cars in.
My wife and I have been together for 25 years and in that quarter of a century we have accumulated a staggering amount of stuff. Much of it is junk that can safely be tossed without practical repercussions. The emotional repercussions, on the other hand…
Regardless of the fallout, our goal for this winter is to clear out and organize that damn garage once and for all.
I’ve made some progress, mostly working on my own so far.
First, the Christmas décor. We have, oh my God, (2) 15-quart totes, (6) 30-quart totes and (3) 70-quart totes filled with Christmas stuff. Plus a big donut-shaped wreath holder. But… BUT!!! 6 weeks ago all that crap was in various ancient ratty cardboard boxes and random bags in different corners of the garage. After Christmas we went to Lowes and picked up the aforementioned totes to put all of our Christmas junk in, which includes the two (yes, two… sigh…) Christmas trees. We spent the weekend after Christmas de-decorating and packing away all that décor. Just getting it all organized and into storage totes has helped my anxiety immensely. As we were packing them I made lists of everything that had been stuffed into each one, then afterward printed up content labels and taped them to the front of each one.
We had our sons’ crib in the garage. This thing was hand-made from oak by my FIL. It was big and built like a tank. It also did not fold or otherwise come apart. It took years for my wife to agree to get rid of it – our kids are 21 and 18 now. A few weeks ago, when my wife was out of the house but with her blessing, my oldest son and I took it outside and cut it into little sticks with a Sawzall. Into the back of his pickup and to the dump it went.
I’ve so far made three trips to the landfill with junk from the garage – each trip taking my son’s loaded pickup. I’ve thrown away random stuff that really has no value to us or anyone else, including – please don’t hate me – a full set of Encyclopedia Britannica from 1991. My parents made Mr. Crab look like an extravagant spendthrift, but in 1991 they were visited by a door-to-door salesman who talked them into buying a the full micro- and macropædia sets, a five-year subscription to the annual yearbook, as well the complete Compton children’s encyclopedia set. Once Encarta came along those Britannicas were destined to live the rest of their lives as mere shelf decorations. They’ve been sitting in boxes for 15 years now, at least. I’m loathe to throw away books but with those things, I had little choice as nobody, but nobody wanted those. I literally could not give them away.
I’m at the point now where I need my wife to be more involved because, naturally, I’m not going to throw out her stuff without her blessing. With three loads of stuff removed to the dump and the Christmas totes in the house for now, the garage looks… pretty much the same. Sigh. This is going to be a big project.
I did find 8 or 10 boxes of old family pictures that my dad had given me after my mom died. I knew they were there but they had been living in seclusion in the back of the garage for a couple of years now. This week I hauled them into the house and simply repackaged them into totes. 10 random-sized boxes condensed into (3) 25 gallon airtight totes.
(Random aside: why are storage tote sizes measured in liquid volume?? I’m not using them to store emergency drinking water or gasoline. Cubic inches / feet would make much more sense.)
Well, I did do more than just repackage them. I threw out a box of 35mm slides and thousands of strips of negatives. I figured if I thought about it long enough I could/would justify saving the slides, so I threw them out before my own hoarding tendencies could kick in. Only one envelope of pictures got tossed: that of my uncle’s wedding to a woman who he later wished had been taking a peaceful stroll on an eastern Sri Lankan beach on the morning of December 26, 2004. It’s a safe bet that he does not want those particular snapshots. In those three totes there are tens of thousands of family pictures going back to the 1850’s, I have absolutely no justification in keeping any more than I already did. I did find my uncle’s photo album full of snapshots he took in Vietnam, something I wasn’t aware even existed let alone that my mom had. I don’t know what to do with it… hell, I don’t know what to do with any of those pictures. Organizing them will be a task for another season… this year I was concerned with getting them out of their random boxes and into protective totes.
I have triple 6 foot tall stacks of packages of toilet tissue, napkins, and paper towels. Lessons from Covid, dutifully learned. I don’t know where I’m going to store those.
I have more books than I have space for, by a couple orders of magnitude. I don’t know what I’m going to do with all those. We plan on acquiring 4 barrister bookcases for the living room. That still won’t be enough. When we moved into this house I culled much of my book collection, it’s now about as thin as I’m willing to let it be and I still have >1k books.
We spent years collecting DVD’s as we were very late to the streaming game and did not have satellite or cable. However we have now fully embraced the digital revolution and we have many, many boxes of DVD’s that haven’t seen a laser in years – probably a decade, at this point. I have no idea what we’re going to do with all of those. How does one decide which ones to keep?? The only ones I want to keep for sure are my Northern Exposure and Home Improvement series.
Same with my wife’s CD’s. We no longer, I believe, even possess a CD player. (I’m actually sitting here thinking about this… and no. I’m certain we do not own a CD player. I own an 80’s style boombox with a cassette player integrated into it, but no CD player. And no, I also do not own any cassettes that I am aware of. The boombox can be used as a Bluetooth speaker which is the only reason I’ve kept it.) We have SiriusXM subscriptions now. I don’t know if I can convince her to part with them.
I have a performance of The Nutcracker, Op 71 performed by the London Philharmonic under Mariss Jansons on a 2-CD set. I’m loathe to get rid of that but… as John Ray taught us, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. Besides, it’s available for $4 on eBay. Not exactly a rare item. It was also my mom’s, and she loved it. But I can’t play it. Sigh…
Once we have purged all of our extraneous clutter, we will organize the remaining stuff into totes and store them on shelves. We’ll have one shelf dedicated to kitchen overflow / dry goods / pantry items and likely get a used fridge to go next to the upright freezer for cold-but-not-frozen stuff that needs storing.
This spring, when it warms up a bit, and assuming the garage organization is complete, I’m going to build a workbench that will live on east wall of the garage. I’ve not had a workbench or really any kind of space to fiddle with stuff since we’ve lived here and I’m looking forward to that perhaps most of all.
But for all the work done so far, it doesn’t seem like much progress has been made.