I’m not taking finished ones – that takes on the definition of a game room or media room. I mean the stuff of childhood memories of dusty bygone items and shelves pigged together with scrap wood, noisey floors and hanging wires.
After 8 hours worth of weekend work in 120+ F temperatures, finally the attic is organized and show worthy! A place for everything and everything in its place. It provides a nice sanctuary for outgrown toys and other articles of sentiment. Someday it may provide a nice place of solitude for a budding teenager or a retired husband trying to avoid his bride (the garage is too obvious and accessible) but for now it is the assemble of stuff not ready for the yard sale or trash heap.
