I am ashamed.
Well, maybe I'm more embarrassed about my parents' garage than anything else. We should be on that TV show, Hoarders: Buried Alive. I decide about a month ago that I would take on the task of cleaning, organizing and revamping my parents' garage. This is the situation:
Of the 3 spaces available, only two parking spots are open. The third spot has been swallowed up by tons of useless crap.

