Anyone remember the good old sitcom called Sanford and Son? I feel as though that is who my husband is.

We only have a one car garage and it's bursting at the seams and the over flow is flowing into what I call my space. Which is my back yard. In this little one car garage my husband has an old 72 Ford Pinto. Yes you read that right, a Ford Pinto. You know the car that would actually blow up because of where the gas tank was placed in those cars. He is rebuilding it. He actually wants to race that thing at our local raceway. He's even went as far as welding row cages into that thing. Not only do we have an old busted up Pinto in that garage we have, a lawnmower,an air compressor,a huge snow-blower,welding equipment,some sort of grinding tool that takes up way to much space. He has tools upon tools and tool boxes, cardboard boxes with tools in them,car seats and not the ones that children sit in,actual seats from a vehicle ,bikes,helmets,balls of all sorts,soccer,football,baseballs and basketballs. Hockey nets, hockey sticks,skate board ramps and grind ramps for skateboarding,an old dirt bike,2 snowmobiles. The third snowmobile is outside of the garage along with the boat, 2 bikes ,riding lawn mower and god knows what else because there is just no room in that garage for all of that JUNK! Oh and the trailer for our snowmobiles is on our front lawn. I'm sure I'm forgetting a ton of stuff,there is so much I can't possibly name it all or even remember half of it.

I want my yard back. It has taken nine long years to get this yard to look halfway decent. I have planted flower beds,vegetable gardens,got rid of the weed that was once called our lawn. I have pain stakingly made our yard one of my projects since buying this home. Now he's cluttering it up with all of his junk!

Anyone else married to a Fred Sanford?

Tags: men, junk, collectors, garages

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