Or, from the personals: “Emptied-out garage seeks sidecar motorcycle”

A deep breath. Hold it a moment, and release. A sigh. A nod of the head.

The garage is ready.

For a year and a half, the garage has slumbered, not yet called to its destiny. It waited patiently, blanketed in the comfy detritus of its 2 current owners and the leftover crap of our predecessor.

But now — now, the garage is awake. It is ready. It is waiting.

A couple of nights ago, Jodie and I ran a bunch of stuff to Goodwill for donations. Today, St. Vincent de Paul removed some crapped-out, left-behind appliances, including a standing freezer that was older than me and Jodie put together, and massive enough for us, the cat and the dog to hide in.

The front of the garage is clean and uncluttered. All it needs now is a motorcycle, and it will be complete.