Micah left to look for a place to live in Seattle today. It’s funny how I just realized that I have never lived anywhere that has had more than 3 bedrooms my entire life. And I am 5th of 7 children. So many people probably would have felt that was too much for one house. Or one car even. (Sometimes, no car…)
Now we are looking for a place that can “fit” three people, and I feel kind of silly. Sure sometimes I need my space, and kids do too, but when you have a place all to yourself, does it have to be THAT big!? Nowadays a “big” family is like, 4 or 5 kids. (Maybe even 3). What’s the deal? I guess a lot of people want their kids to have their own rooms too. Which is fine, but I also wonder what’s wrong with sharing a room when you’re growing up.
I think the only nice thing about a spare room is to have it open for guests. I never want to think “oh it will be nice for extra storage.” Storage for what? More stuff? BLAGH!
There are only really two things I like having a lot of (that I can think of now) – books and art. But I suppose anything can become too much.
And, I suppose I will be happy if we find a place with a washer and dryer.
And lots of windows. *Sigh*