First he opens the garage and plies family with treasures.
This is one of the SEVENTEEN trunks Phil bought one day because "they were a good deal." My Mother, the Bargain-Shopper-of-the-World was so proud! Now, eons later the is one of the last trunks to go live somewhere else.
In order to make his "stuff" more interesting he pulls out the vacuum...
...and vacuums the driveway. That's my husband, Mr. Domestic.
And the garage? It is one carload more empty! Maybe with a few more carloads the car can actually live there this winter. Now wouldn't that be a miracle?
Notice to family members--come one, come all, help clean the beastly garage. It's your duty. Unless, that is, your garage is full too.
