The garage is the worst. I have seen cans of former liquids in my mother's garage that Dad probably bought. He died in 1975. But I shouldn't talk---my house came with cans of former liquids that are probably 10 years old at least.

It's hard to let things go on their way, and then there's a point where it isn't. But that does not lessen in any way the sheer physical labor of it. Argh