A 6X12 loft is 72 square feet…

…which, when occupied by two dressers, a twin bed, a chair, a laundry hamper and a big hole in the floor, feels more like zero square feet.

I thought about that this afternoon after finally getting the big dresser down (intact!) from the loft. And then I thought, wow, there’s a lot of space up here now.

No, you can’t see it. It is pretty much all my architectural sins remembered. Think Bart Simpson’s treehouse, but lots dustier than that. Anyway it’ll make a dandy storage area.

Of course emptying it pretty much filled the floor of the main cabin.
And the bedroom.

But now that I have the closet set up, I can get things squared away.


Yeah, it still needs shelves. I need more lumber, and don’t know when I’ll get it.

Speaking of shelves, …

I do have lumber for the bookshelf over the bed, which I need to finish before I can put up the bedside light. Big Brother sent me one of those nice 12V LED strip lights that worked so well in the kitchen. I put it someplace safe and clever, apparently on a planet other than this one.

This morning I developed a theory that a packrat had stolen it, along with a great many other things, and hid it under a big shelf in the powershed. I so convinced myself of the truth of this theory that I spent over an hour hauling out all the contents of the shelf and the shelf itself, and then I shoveled out all the nesting material* and combed through it as it went into the burn barrel.

I found a bunch of missing stuff, but no luck on the lamp. So now I have all this to clean up. Not all wasted effort, of course, I want that shelf for the loft. But it didn’t need to happen today.

So anyway. Making progress. Much work to do before I’m done, and I have to get all that yard stuff under cover somehow. Seriously, I may just cover it with a tarp for now. But probably not.

*No, Zelda. I was naked and barefoot, and sucked in great lungfuls of rat-tainted air. In me, the Zika Virus will grow strong.

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8 Responses to A 6X12 loft is 72 square feet…

  1. Kentucky says:

    Closet pole is gonna need an intermediate support.

  2. Joel says:

    Yeah, I bought one yesterday. One thing at a time.

  3. Ben says:

    You realize that this makes it official, right? By definitely moving out of the loft, it means that you are now for-real and forever occupying the Lair’s new bedroom.

    This is TUAK history!

  4. Claire says:

    “This is TUAK history!”

    All Fans of Joel should mark this day on their calendars and celebrate it annually forever after.

    Once you deal with the chaos, Joel, you’re going to be so happy in your beautiful new room. That headboard looks great, BTW. I’m glad you didn’t yield to the vicious anti-headboard faction.

    And it’s so fun to watch your great progress this year. Kudos to your helpful drywalling friend. Kudos to big bro. Kudos to the donor of your beautiful winter keeper-warmer. And to everybody else who made this possible.

  5. Bill T says:

    Am I the only one that thinks that not only is the AK not out out of place but is the perfect accent piece that rounds out the room.

  6. Waepnedmann says:

    Now, with the loft free, you have what every hermit needs: a guest room.
    You are now on the slippery slope of hermits that slides them right back into first a family, then a tribe, and before you know it you are living in NYC.

  7. ZtZ says:

    Oh Joel, I really do believe you were naked and barefoot and I know you weren’t wearing a face mask or respirator or gloves because you just don’t. Hand and face washing?? Full shower?? Naaaahhhhh. Betcha you went to bed with all that germ and virus laden dust and poop and all the vermin living in it all over you and now the new bedroom is contaminated. Gosh the chances you take are scary. Sure hope you donate your body to medical science so the source of your proto-immortality can be studied.

  8. Joel says:

    Righteous American mutt genes, Zelda. What does not kill us makes us homelier.

    (Also, yeah, I washed and changed clothes before going near food or pretty much anything else.)

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