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Relative to the house where I was born - a 240 square feet (24 square meters) no indoor plumbing 'chicken coop’ as I affectionately refer to it - today we live in a mansion.
It’s definitely not a mansion according to the
standards of the country where I’ve been residing for the past twenty years,
but still in my eyes the house is plenty spacious for our family of four plus
our pet guinea pig. We even have an extra bedroom (affectionately
referred to as junk... errr... guest room). This room houses most of
our useless junk until we have guests. In preparation for visitors,
we move the junk from the top of the bed and shove it under the bed, thus
making the room guest-ready. We call this process ‘cleaning’.
Two months ago, we cleaned that room and it became my
parents’ bedroom for the duration of their three-month stay with us. When
they arrived we went from a household of four plus a Guinea pig to a household
of six plus a Guinea pig plus a rat terrier Jack we were babysitting while his human parents were away.
I still thought the house had ample room
to comfortably accommodate all of us. We have lot of furniture including couches, sofas and chairs and two full bathrooms. With a little coordination we are able to take
care of our cleanliness, appearance and bodily needs without too much interference
and desperation.
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