Tiny Kitchens

Everything in apartments are getting smaller. The less number of bedrooms the smaller the size of the other rooms. My sister has been looking for an apartment for a while, since, May. She finally found one but it is not big. Of course one bedroom apartments are never really what I call big but I do remember that back in the day we had our share of one bedrooms when my sister and I were growing up and times and money were tight. One house my parents rented only had one bedroom which was behind the kitchen and that is where my parents slept and the converted attic was were my sister and I slept. I like it because it was long and big, probably one of the biggest rooms in the house and from the window up there we could see almost the whole neighborhood. Only thing I hated was in the summer it got too hot but my dad gave us a fan so it helped us stay cooler. If we really got too hot we slept on the couches in the living room. 

So, my sister and her husband went to look at this apartment they were a little shocked about the size of the kitchen. The kitchen is so small that literally only one person at a time can fit inside of it at one time. I was not surprised because I had a kitchen that small when we first moved in this neighborhood. There was no counter space and when we had Thanksgiving dinner food had to literally sit on the table until the over was available. We took turns going in and out of the kitchen for various things and it was funny in a way. We lived there for almost two years. We survived the tiny kitchen reminded me of a kitchen in a tiny house. 

I told my sister that it would be okay and I am sure that if the five people who lived me at the time survived the tiny kitchen that she and her husband can survive it since it only the two of them and neither of them are gourmet cooks or do a lot of cooking period. She agreed and said that it is what it is and they are lucky to have found this place at all. Now, that I can agree with. The search for an apartment these days is like looking for a needle in the haystack times ten. Affordable housing has become almost a myth, a tale that we will tell our kids one day. It will start out with "I remember back when I was a kid and young adult looking for a house..." 

But, anyway, tiny kitchen aside the roof is the most important thing that is over their collective heads now. 

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