When we started thinking about getting a house I had dreamed of having a basement with high ceilings where I could swing a golf club. Our basement doesn't have that, so I couldn't make a full swing.
Pamela's parents got me a long indoor putting green last Christmas which I've kept in the basement. This Christmas, Pamela got me a driving range mat so it was only a matter of time until I cleared out enough space in the garage / workshop.
After completing Walt's coffee table and organizing all my scrap wood into a big junk pile, I now have enough room.
Now if I could only teach the dogs to act as my ball return...