We’re bringing back the garage. In February, we moved our little family from a modern condo on the 7th floor of a downtown building to a single-family home in a quiet neighborhood. It is an adjustment, although we have now fully embraced the “city suburbs”.
We find ourselves enjoying the house, but the room that gets the most use is the garage. We’ve converted the garage into a playroom, tool shop, and adult hang out. We even went so far as to purchase chairs with flip up side tables and drink holders.
The garage door is open often, with us listening to retro music and playing with Luke. Friends come by and we bring the food and drinks down. We have dinner parties, in the garage.
The garage makes community building easier. It harkens back to a simpler time. Every time we have a drink I want to grab a plastic tumbler or a watery beer. We have a garage boom box that doesn’t have a CD player or a USB port (part of what I love about it). IF it did I’d pop in a Van Halen or Bon Jovi Greatest Hits album and all would be right with the world.