Operation Bunkhouse


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Upon arrival the loft isn't quite as empty as Mom led me to believe. The original plan was to wall off half of the room for storage and half for sleeping quarters. At this point, I wasn't sure half would be enough for all the crapola.
I tidied up the space as best I could in the hour before JJV, Amy and Richie got there. So they wouldn't have a complete heart attack when they walked into Bonnie and Gord's curio emporium. Enough with the stacking and the sorting. It's time for a cocktail. The cold, early light of day hatches a new plan...
Build floors over the eaves and ceiling and use those for storage while finishing the entire room. Genius. JV and Richie report for duty. Slats are sledge hammered out of the left wall and roof and are turned into trapdoors.
Said crapola is then easily hidden in these new areas. Project Manager JV took the position because he loved the uniform. 20 sheets of drywall, 300 feet of vapor barrier, 40 mod-vents, 27 packs of insulation, 27 mudslides and a lot of love.
Richie got itchy. "We'll price the job, install the vents and then rap your fucking head in." This new trapdoor just cries out for a fireman's pole, four tubes of KY and a restraining order.
   
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Description: With the help of a collection of best buddies, I am attempting to turn the loft of my parents' 3 car garage into a late-night, young adult pleasure palace. The bunkie I am envisioning will include lots of beds for friends to recoup after a long day at the lake, as well as a TV area, card table and office for myself.
Location: Portland Ontario

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