In the 1970’s, my family lived on the Coast Guard base on Governors Island in New York City as a kid for a few years; I remember my family took a vacation to Maine. Unfortunately, it rained the entire time we were on vacation, but this really big house had a pool table indoors, which I found fascinating. Just the fact that some homes had space for a “rec(reaction) room” boggled my mind while we were living in an albeit very large apartment. I don’t have a huge house, but I do have a three-car garage. The last house I was in was a rental with a detached 2-car garage that I used every day to put my car into because the driveway was covered by an avocado tree and I knew my car would get pummeled when those grenades dropped. Well, here at the house I purchased, I love having my car in the driveway, and with the improvements made to the garage to let in natural light, I have the makings of a rec room of my own all these years later. I previously had a ping-pong table, but some genius figured out how to combine ping-pong and pool and make that convertible into a “regular” table. I bought one and then had the dilemma of what I was going to do with Shea’s gym equipment and my growing Lego train project? Well, today he unboxed the combo table. After some frustration wherein I strongly considered making Shea get rid of his rarely used treadmill, I sketched out a plan for everything to work and still have the couch face the rarely used TV in there. I’m very proud of this configuration, which makes it highly adaptable — with some of these furniture pieces being on wheels — for focusing on the many things we need the garage to do, including charging my e-bike, bringing the kayaks to the car, getting out the xmas tree, getting to major storage, indulging in more Lego train building, and yes, plenty of room for Shea to work out on all of his equipment. It was like a 3-D jigsaw puzzle, or even a Lego project, if you don’t mind that analogy.