My friends in recovery tell me that the first thing you have to do is admit that you have a problem. I'm something of a chaotic guy to begin with, but I seem to function pretty well considering.
My tool situation, however, has become completely unmanageable. And it's a situation I've been powerless to correct.
I've got plenty of tools. That's not the issue. The problem for any resident of an old school ranch is storage & organization. I own perhaps 40 screwdrivers. Most days, I can't lay hands on a single one. My dozen flashlights have been hidden by well-meaning spawn throughout the estate. Finding a charged battery for a power tools is a quest worthy of Arthurian lore.
The garage has always been a problem area, and where my tools - theoretically - have been stored. Trouble is, it's such a monstrosity that you can't FIND anything! It's a perfect state of anarchy.
If you are lucky enough to actually find the tool you need, good lock finding a suitable workspace. Every flat surface is covered with... stuff.
On top of that, the garage proper is home to everything that doesn't belong in the house. Tools & household items are littered together throughout the space. Perfect example. I have a mini-cooler.
... full of calk.
In any event, I started the process of solving the problem last weekend. Building a series of three closets, with a workbench in-between. Workbench will also contain drawers for storage, and an old-school pegboard for the usual suspects. Insulated spaces for the compressor & shop-vac for noise isolation. for I have many other projects slated for this year, but I can't get started without a place to work.
behold the results after weekend number one:
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