If you had a room in your home which was 22’ x 22’ or one that was 32’ x 22’ would you just jam everything against the edges of the room and call it “organized?” Probably not! Well you most likely already have this “room” which is commonly known as either a 2 or 3 car garage. This part of most homes is the “Rodney Dangerfield” area of the residence – it gets no respect. What if you could unlock some hidden garage storage…

Does your garage resemble your 9^th grade Algebra class or worse yet college Calculus class? Not sure you get the connection? Well – they’re both places you’d rather not be? Your lack of a garage ‘storage and organization system’ (if that’s what you can call the cluttered mess today) can cause you to be a victim of too many negative numbers. Think about these bad stats:

• The number of times your spouse has nagged you to clean out the garage.
• The…

25% of homeowners keep their garage doors closed because they’re embarrassed others will see in.

Over 1/3 of homeowners can’t park their cars, SUV’s and trucks in their garage because they’ve got too much stuff (or you can call it junk) stored inside.

Most people think of the garage as the ugliest ‘room’ of their house (or they don’t consider this huge space a room at all but use it like the home’s oversized junk drawer).

Your garage is a pain…

Hazardous, frustrating, non-functional, messy, bug infested and downright nasty – if these words describe your garage you’re not alone (as a matter of fact you’re in the majority of homeowners). The garage can become the “drop zone” for all varieties of unwanted and infrequently used stuff. Garden tools, holiday decorations, sporting equipment, unused car parts, small random pieces parts of all kinds can find their “final resting…

Isn’t driving into your garage on a wintery day depressing? An un-glorious (not sure that’s a word) mixture of slush, dirt and leaves make a crunching sound under your tires (and feet when you get out of the car). You have the “beautiful” (sarcasm intended) view of too many unorganized cans, gloves and yard equipment staring you in the face – almost speaking to you saying “clean us up. Organize us – PLEASE!”

As winter breathes its final gasps…

I was delusional when my wife Rose and I built our suburban 4-bedroom home on a lake 23 years ago. I created a den off the kitchen with traditional glass doors and a stately mahogany desk to be my private sanctuary – a place just for me. A place to read (one of my hobbies). A place to write (I was able to finish a book project and eventually morph into blogging). A place to pay bills (those doggone things come every day whether I like it or…