The house is pretty much ready for another person to live here; the garage is practically a work of art. What is it with men and garages anyway? I asked my brother Dan, and his instant reply was “Sanctuary.” There is room out there for my car, Don’s truck, trash cans, a chest freezer, gardening and other tools; plus, a large work bench to accomodate Don’s two hobbies: making fishing lures and model train work.
So where, all you women friends may be wondering, is the female version of a garage…the sanctuary? For me it’s the bubble bath. I can be in there for an amazingly long time, reading, doing crosswords, just relaxing. I have a friend who finds sanctuary in scrapbooking; another in cooking. Whatever works.
I fly to Florida in a few days; the movers will come over that next weekend; then Don and I will drive to Michigan and begin our adventure. Can’t wait!
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Bob has his man cave. I asked where MY cave is. He said I have the whole rest of the house. But since that’s where the children are, it doesn’t count as a sanctuary. Still waiting to have a room of my own!