Man Cave

Well, here I am sitting in the lowest spot in my house: “MY MAN CAVE” the basement. A few months ago, the girls and I made some shelves for extra storage for our basement. Simple really, just some OSB walls, with shelves attached. I have been using one corner of the basement as a place to sit and listen to my old records and do class work. A little carpet, a coffee pot, a couple of tables and lamps, a chair or two………Walla!! Man Cave!!

It’s nothing fancy by any woman’s standards, but if you’re a guy, well……any place you can grab a few minutes alone in your own home is a great place.

After I quit drinking 15 years ago, I soon discovered that I had a lot of extra money in my pocket. NASCAR was just getting hot in those days and NASCAR collectibles were latest thing. Susan, Kyle and I (the girls didn’t exist then) would hit all the shows and collectible stores and spend my once beer money.

I lost count of all the die-cast, but I know it’s hundreds. I collected NASCAR trading cards, posters, photos, I even have a Sam Bass print of Dale Earnhardt with his Wrangler Monti Carlo. Thats a cool one.

A while back, the girls helped me drag some of it down to my cave and I have to tell ya, it just gave it that homey, cavey feeling I was looking for.

I think I’m gonna put an old Cream lp on the turntable and catch up on the 1993 Winston Cup season while propping my feet up on one of my GOODYEAR WRANGLER racing slicks from a NASCAR race a couple of years ago at Michigan International Speedway.

Jealous?