SHED RESURRECTION, PART 3

I’ve been thinking incessantly about my shed lately. It’s difficult for me to explain how much that building means to me despite its shabby condition and penchant for offering refuge to various forms of urban wildlife (bees, birds, mice, spiders, possums, adolescent mutant ninja turtles…).

It is even harder for me to explain how much more it will mean to me once the resurrection project has been completed. It has always been my dream to have a place that is dedicated entirely to one purpose; making things at my own pace and in my own company. I enjoy being alone sometimes, especially so while making furniture (LINK). I don’t see anything peculiar or wrong about that. Martha has similar leanings. Each to his or her own.

The shed is currently a two-story structure. I don’t know if I should keep it that way or not. Removing the floor between the two levels is kind of appealing. The result would be a squat little building (16’ x 12’) with a 17’ high ceiling. Those proportions, in my mind, conjure up images of small rural churches built from stone.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t in love with this idea but I have to be practical too. An upstairs in a shed comes along once in a lifetime. It should be embraced. It could serve as guest quarters or a place for the kids to play while staying within earshot of me while I work below. Too much possibility can be crippling sometimes. I will continue to mull and noodle over it through the winter months.