Well the garage was a mess. Tubs everywhere! Junk everywhere. Grass from the mower rotting on the cement floor and smelling of cat pee where the stray cats next door had left their mark. My garage left nothing to complement a homemaker. I was reminded of the proverbs that says a wise woman builds her house but the foolish plucks it down. So I set to work. Sorting through children's clothes, books, and treasures saved for a rainy day. Finally three days later....I was starring at a much more organized garage! Howbeit still full due to the garage sale mound on one side! But I was so happy as was my husband. The garage had been a great source of stress for him and now he could breathe just a bit easier! His stress levels and that of my children were going down. I could already see the benefits of the life I was pursuing!