We’ve been living in the gas station garage apartment for a month now, and this is the first time we’ve been able to walk through the place without leapfrogging over boxes and piles of miscellaneous clothing. Needless to say, going from 1200 square feet of living space to 400 square feet takes a little adjustment.
A Brief History of Insanity
When we bought this property two years ago the old gas station that sits on the Southwest corner was my favorite part of it. Even though it looked like this…
I was more in love with the garage part of the building, but I thought this room had some potential.
In the summer of 2008, MysteryMan put on a new roof. I got up on the roof, but honestly, I prefer my tools plugged in and solidly on the ground. Along with my feet.
With a new roof and a new entry, we got to work on the inside last summer. There was a lot of framing, that incredibly awkward drywall moment, and in the home-stretch I was in my element with drywall texturing, tiling the walls, and making tile countertops.
After about a year of sawdust and drywall filled weekends, these 400 square feet are not finished. But we live here anyway.
Our Humble Abode
There’s no trim around the doors, ceiling, or floors– and we’re using patio furniture in our living space– but I’d say all in all, it’s a fairly remarkable transformation.
Our kitchenette works well enough that we haven’t starved to death yet.
The wicker milk-crates from Target give us some much needed additional storage. For all the liquor. Along with earphones, alcohol is one of the basic necessities for two people living in the same one room for a year.
We thought this area might be good for a little table, but as it turned out a rolling island was a better choice.
More milk crates. One of them is our “bread box” and the other holds miscellaneous kitchen items. We also really needed a junk drawer, so I re-purposed a wicker serving tray.
We’re also making good use of the little recycling cabinet I built a couple of years ago. Here’s the thing about the country– no trash pickup. So all of our waste is sorted into burnables, recyclables, compost, and then actual garbage. We only end up with about a half a bag of landfill-garbage every week, which is down from about two bags per week when we were city-dwellers.
The bedroom is another study in creative storage.
We jacked the bed up with risers for some under-bed storage.
And tried to make the best use of a closet taken up largely by a hot-water heater.
I devised the pants-rack because nothing irritates me more than pants sliding all over a hanger. Which is probably why I prefer to leave them heaped on the ground. It was a trial run done after midnight one night — I’ve got plans for a more polished version for the closet in the master bedroom. And maybe I’ll get around to installing closet doors before I start on that project.
The living area also needs a little work in the form of actual furnishings.
I was thinking maybe this couch from Ikea:
There could definitely be better things done with that area of the room, but it works for us for now, and that’s the important part.
All in all, not bad for garage-living.