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Potential

rafters, originally uploaded by Mrs. Opus.

I have a bit of a thing for attics. I like that they have lots of different angles and slopes. I like the view from higher than the rest of the house (third or even fourth floor). I like that they often hold secrets or boxed-up memories (I remember sneaking up to the attic of my grandparents' seven-bedroom farmhouse to raid whatever my dad or aunts and uncle had forgotten up there and being endlessly fascinated by papier-mâché Jonah and the Whale in my other grandparents' closet/attic place). But I especially like that whenever I go up into an attic, I feel like I am stealing away--even when I lived in an apartment where the attic was actually our living room, I often felt that I was hiding out up there.

The attic here is unfinished--nothing but stacks of insulation--and the steps up to it currently serve as our linen closet, but we have hopes of someday finishing it. We have tossed around several ideas--tv room (too bright); guest room (we'd want to use it more often); art/craft studio (more for me than Jason); kids' playroom or bedroom (frankly, we want it for ourselves). For now the most practical plan seems to be to make it a shared office. The potential problems of keeping it cool in the summer and warm in the winter notwithstanding, wouldn't it be great? I'm very tired of editing this afternoon, and I'm tempted to crawl up there right now and start figuring out where to stash all that insulation. Seriously.

Posted by Renae at November 4, 2006 03:10 PM