Oh, every body in the life keeps the bikes inside- then you can put the repair stand in front of the TV. Actually, a wall mounted rack over the sofa is nice, you hang the bootiful bike like a peice of sculpture and it's up out of the way. This works better in a Modernist or Bauhaus setting than with all Granny's Victorian treasures... But just "juege it"

And Chains- I went to Art school. We make things. I can't balance my checkbook, do my own taxes, write a decent term paper, figure out most of the stuff my computer can do, or keep my house clean. At present I can't ride worth a hoot either. I haven't had a date in forever, and I can't swim.
Strangely- I could never whistle. Then when they did all this knee work, suddenly I could. Go figure!
Everybody should take welding though. It's terrifying and exhilerating and empowering.

Lizzy