The way my granddad's garden shed went from tool paradise to junk pile in 10 years
I remember back in 2005, my granddad's shed was this immaculate space with labeled bins and a pegboard for each tool. Now, it's a mess of rusty shovels and half-empty paint cans from 2018. The change happened slow at first, like when he stopped organizing after retirement. Then his eyesight got worse, and he just tossed things in there without care. I think the real kicker was him buying a cheap circular saw from a yard sale that broke after three cuts, and he never bothered fixing the shelf that fell down. Now every time I visit, I spend an hour just trying to find a pair of pliers. Has anyone else watched a relative's workshop go from orderly to disaster zone, or is it just my family?