Signs, of the Apocalypse and Otherwise


Now that we’ve lived in this house for a year now, it seems like it probably time to organize the garage. These modern “two” car garages will only fit two vehicles if they’ve both got gull-wing doors. And forget trying to actually store anything in this space if you actually want to play the “crack the doors and squeeze out” game. The garage has been a holding tank for all the shit we just haven’t decided what to do with. It’s been quietly driving my wife nuts so I’ve been spending free time over the last few days putting together storage racks. A little planning, a little tape measure action, and a couple of trips to IKEA should have taken care of the whole problem.

Except, IKEA is out of racks. They had them on Thursday when I filled the car up the first time. But, when I went back today for the second bunch, nada. Just an empty hole in the warehouse. Isn’t this one of the Signs of the Apocalypse when IKEA can’t satisify your organizational needs?

So, I’ve been thinking about cleaning my computer instead. Like getting off Windows XP and onto Ubuntu sort of cleaning. Of course, it isn’t as simple as that, but the temptation is there. I’m avoiding the temptation by mailing out stories. You know I’m dodging writing when I’m actually doing Business Hat work. That’s the sure sign.