When I was a kid my mother would always say, "well where do you want me to put it? A fucking skyhook?"

Then as an adult I bought a house with 3/4th of the basement finished. The back 1/4th had no ceiling, so the floor joists from upstairs were visible. I started to drive nails into the side of them the hang my extension cords. As time went on I added more and more lightweight things to hang. One day I took a picture and emailed it to my mom, subject: skyhooks. As with OP's wife, my mom was unimpressed.