The loft is divided into three areas, separated by floor to ceiling walls. Basically they're three, different rooms which we're opening up into one large room, with a kitchen on one end and the bedrooms, bath and laundry on the other, with an open floor for living and creating in between. But the walls have to come down first. I love this part. The 30 yard roll-away dumpster sits below a set of barn doors on the second floor so it's easy and gratifying to throw away the garbage, just toss it out the window. I threw a dead refrigerator out the window, which was heading straight into the dumpster, until about the last minute, then it wasn't quite heading for the dumpster, but instead about a foot away. It exploded with doors, shelves and fridge debris flying about, but somehow didn't even hit the side of the dumpster. Fortunately a friend stopped by and we stared at the smashed white box until realizing that it probably wasn't as heavy as it looked. It just took up a lot of space. And smashed spectacularly.