I thought I was dreaming. I had just woken up from a nap and opened the garage. This is what I saw...
If you can't tell Evan had ripped the majority of perfectly good shelving off the walls and it was sitting in the middle of the garage with everything else. I shut the door and went back to napping because that was just something I did not want to deal with it, nor did I want to say anything stupid.
Evan's reasoning to do it was legit. Nothing that Jean had built fit out items, so he was going to make it into his own 'shop.'
Note: This is not a garage, but a SHOP. That is more manly ;)
Now we have places for everything…. even our wobbly wheel bike and no peddle bike.
His shrine to his other love - racing.
A shop = a happy husband.
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