Man Space

I must have spent half my life in a tool shop, garage or shed. No it wasn't because my parents didn't like me. It was just my favorite place to hang out. Whether tinkering with projects or just listening to the radio a true man space is a place to reflect on the days events and unwind. To truly understand the man space you have to have been through the tool shop indoctrination starting out at a young age passing tools to your father, grandfather etc. Once you have the skills to navigate a tool shop you then can look forward to building one of your own. As a young man my man space consisted of leftover plywood and a couple of saw horses. To me this was my whole world for the time I sat in front of that tool bench. If it was already assembled I took it apart. If it was in pieces I put it together. Much to the chagrin of my parents. I learned tool etiquette the hard way. I once left my dads stapler out in the dirt and it rusted. I had to save up and buy him a shiny new one soon after. I ended up with the rusty green one. I used it often and took great care of that old rusty stapler. Still use it to this day. Many of the tools I accumulated were hand-me-downs from man space dwellers before me. Living in smaller apartments and moving as often as I have in the past I had to be creative in the placement of my man space. From closets to attics to cubby holes in walls. Todays man space has become an industry. You can live in your garage now days. Keep your bbq close but keep your wife closer. What?..............