It only took a year (just about to the day, as it turned out). I blanch a little to remember how I told folks that my works spaces would be "up and running" six weeks after we moved. Pretty much a classic example of how my brain just slides over the pesky details of any project.
The studio is my in-house work area. It's for projects that aren't so big and toxic (glass) or big and dusty (woodworking) or big and messy in other ways (ceramics, printmaking, etc.). The shop is where all the (stuff in parentheses) will happen.
And it's still a ways from "functional". Although, in the process of building the last piece of storage furniture (vertical file) for the studio, we finally took the time to purge the space of most of the rather large piles of leftover junk (bed, dressers, toys, construction materials, etc.) from the previous occupants. 
It made much more space for our own junk, which we hope to diminish over time (right). Yesterday, we installed a loft ladder (found it at a moving sale down the street) to the loft (which is, effectively, our attic space), and now we're ready for the electrician/ plumber guy to wire the building. 
But the studio is finished! I love it! It's densely packed. I've used up just about every possible storage option imaginable, in there. We plan to put a little patio outside the french doors, which face east. Deer, quail and squirrels wander by, munching acorns. So, here are some photos. The first was taken not too long after we moved in. It was a garage-type workshop area with a roll-up door. Now, it's not. And now, there are no excuses...
