And I make it here.
I dont think Ive ever been so anxious. Winter gave me plenty of time to think about what could go wrong. Alas, nothing did. Except the driveway was a muddy mess. The house stood where I left it and the tarp was still solidly in place. No signs of any water intrusion nor any critters. I made my living space in the container (previous post) and went straight to work.
Such a simple space, for a simple life. Dare say I love it. Bedroom in the loft and the main floor will be open kitchen/living room with a bathroom and utility room. More than ample.
Only walls in the whole house. The whole location is private so why bother making it even more holed in.
Just a side note for those ambitous people out there. I fully believe in the back to the land movement, I love what it represents. But let it be known I also love power tools. Last year I framed and sheathed the entire house with a handsaw and hammer. Yes Im proud. Yes I made it happen. But it hurt and took forever (comparitively speaking). I aint got time for that shiz anymore. Maybe some do and Im sure I could stay pure with no power tools but Id really like to see this project through and basic power tools saves immense time and wear on the body. I can thank my mother for them, a well appreciated christmas gift to us. For a few months straight I used them everyday and will continue to find/make uses.
For example. This staircase took a solid 8 hours with power tools (circ saw). Easily a week and a bad case of tennis elbow with a handsaw. Yea Im sold. Note the cedar support log. Ive become addicted to hunting for cedar logs in the woods that let mother nature cure them in a way that makes the bark fall off naturally. Its a real aesthetic boost to the interior. One of many unplanned advances. The empty space quickly took on the feeling of home, because like I said Im making it here.
