What’s the smallest apartment or house you ever lived in? My last apartment was 365 square feet. I had a living room, kitchen, and a bedroom. Since it was a converted garage (and poorly done at that) the ceilings caried in height from about 7 feet to 6 and half feet. Not really claustrophobic, but could have been a touch larger.
Small kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom with television. Friends had to sit on my bed when they visited.
Mine was a small flat. It had a bedroom, kitchen/dining room/living room combination. Right off of the kitchen was the bathroom. The biggest room – the bedroom – was only about 11X12. It had one of those closets with those big folding doors and when I installed my waterbed, they would not open all of the way.
The living room was about 11 X 10 with one wall the back of the bedroom closet. One wall was the old 3 jaoulsey windows – three sets joined to make one big one. The dining room was about 10 X 6 and attached to the kitchen which was mainly fitted into a wide hall which led into the bathroom.
It was my first apartment and I still think it was cozy, exciting and cool. Back then it cost only $119 a month, partially furnished and $19 a month in power. There was no cable then. Phone I think cost something like $8 and we didn’t have to worry about different long distance dialing plans to tag additional charges on.
“Think of it as Evolution in action.”
I have no idea of sq. footages. But it was basically a tiny kitchen/living room, a cupboard for a bedroom and my very own private bathroom!
Let’s put it this way,I had an “airline” kitchen, w/a tiny stove and half fridge. If I unfolded the couch/rollout bed, I couldn’t open the door to the fridge.
And I was happy as a lark there.
I don’t know if this counts. For a while, when I was in the army, I shared a barracks room with two other ppl. It was about 15 x 15 sq ft. Uuugggh!
I rented a 1-bedroom efficiency for a month. It was one rectangular room. Each morning I woke up, looked around and thought to myself, “This is all I have.”
It was either move out or smoke my .38
My husband and son and I, along with four cats shared a one-room studio for about 5 months.Technically two rooms if you count the bathroom…
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I lived in 1/3 of a converted garage in a 10’ x 10’ unheated room for almost a year. The bathroom was in another building and I shared it with 9 other people (plus whoever the teenage sex goddess who lived in one of the other thirds had staying over.) It was a roach-infested pit, and I’m sure it was illegal, but it was away from home, which was the point.
My smallest (bestest, most favoritest) apartment was a studio in a really pretty, old ('20’s?) brick building. It was small, but seemed pretty big. The ceiling was about 9 or 10 feet up, and the main room was probably 12x12. Off to one side was a walk-in closet, next to another walk-in closet which was also the access to the bathroom. To the other side of the main room was the eat-in kitchen, complete with white metal cabinets and a sink that, instead of being part of a cabinet, just sat on legs. It was really cool…hardwood floor in the main room and closets, porcelain tiles in the kitchen and bathrooms, a really nice courtyard… ::sigh::
Cost: $300/month, all utilities paid and free cable.
“…all the prettiest girls live in Des Moines…”
–Jack Kerouac, On the Road
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When I lived in Brooklyn, I shared an apartment with four othger people. I had my own room, but it was no larger than a kind size bed wide and maybe 1 1/2 of them lengthwise. I paid $250 a month for it in early '90s, which by New York (even Brooklyn) standards was a bargain!
Even worse - I SHARED this space for several months until my landlord moved us to a larger room in one of her other apartments!
I shared an efficiency apartment with four friends, for over a year. The entire living area, not including the bathroom, and walk through closet, couldn’t have been more than 625 square feet. Divided up sleeping space, and three chairs pretty much took up all the room, not counting stereo, and two very large speakers. It ** was ** the sixties, though. Well, for the first few months, anyway, then it was the seventies, but no one had noticed that yet.
Played a lot of good chess games, and listened to a whole lot of different music. The only thing every one of us did own was albums. Oddly enough, we all had jobs, and got paid fairly well. It just turned out that the five of us had less friction together than any other combination of folks we could put together for roommates. We did do a few road trips, I must admit. Mine came at the end of the association in that place, and when I got back, it was two of the original four, and two new people, in a much larger house. I kind of missed the old place.