My husband to me, just now:
“When you come home, be sure to check out the ski section of the garage.”
Please note: the ski section is next to the bike section which is adjacent to the work section which holds the power washing station, which can be seen from the MooseTheDog station, and is not to be confused with the car section.
What I’m saying is: this garage is larger than almost every apartment I have ever lived in.
InnerTeub 
That’s awesome. Our garage isn’t huge (although, I mean, it’ll hold two cars, or, in our case, one car and ALL THE CRAP JARED HAS TO STORE FOR WORK), but we have similar discussions about the house. “It’s in the guest room.” “Which guest room?” “Not the one that’s the office, and not the one with the TV. The one with the daybed.” And that’s why we put up with living so far out in the ‘burbs.
no pic of the ski section?
My 700 sq ft apartment has a bike section, a watching tv section, a sitting on the couch section, a bathroom, and a drawer where I store all my Gu. What more does a person need in life?