He's bagged all the shed space for his bikes - and all the integral cupboards for his boots and ropes and carrabiners and (horrendously) smelly rucksacks.
I've bagged every spare bit of flat surface space (which includes under cupboards and tables and beds.)
It's
his house we live in.
I'm just the manager. I chose the house, I have final say on decor and design and cats, I run things. He just pays for it. :smg:
(and bags all the cupboard space. I can hardly complain though.

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