When I first posted about the house after I moved in, I had various ideas about how to deal with the space (and lack thereof). Six months later, here’s how things are looking!
There is a back room that I was told was the original kitchen. This made sense–it is a much bigger room than the current galley kitchen, which has clearly been remodeled sometime in recent history. The previous owners were using “the back room” as a dining room. Well, whaddya know, a few weeks ago, a woman stopped by and told me her grandparents had owned this house many, many years ago. The back room, aka the “original” kitchen? Ha. It was always a dining room!!!! What I use now as a dining room (which, in fact, makes sense the way the house is laid out), was walled off and was a bedroom! There were four bedrooms upstairs (the bathroom upstairs and my closet made up a fourth bedroom). So this tiny house was once a five bedroom house with a very large dining room. Why? THEY HAD TWENTY-ONE CHILDREN.
Yes, you heard that right. All twenty-one wouldn’t have been living in the house all at once, but a lot of them were, and where were they all together? The dining room when they sat down for meals. Now it makes sense that one of the larger rooms in this tiny house was a dining room. And the kitchen was always where it is right now. Fascinating.
I showed the woman all around the house then she wanted to see the cellar, too. When we were in the cellar, I gave her a jar of pickles I canned last summer. She was so excited. She took the jar and ran out to the car where her husband was waiting and said, “I have a jar of pickles from Grandmother’s cellar!” You’d have thought her grandmother canned them herself.
ANYWAY. I’ve called this room all kinds of things, mostly the back room or the original kitchen, but now we call it the breakfast den. This is how it looked right after I moved in (before I painted downstairs).
It was hard to figure out what to do with this room to give it some purpose. It’s a pass-through area with a doorway on all four walls. Here it is now:
It gives the room some connection to the kitchen as a breakfast nook and at the same time works as flow with the living room, offering more seating.
More importantly, that little loveseat opens to a twin-size sleeper. When I have both the boys here, I don’t have enough beds for everyone without it.
Here’s how the living room looked when I first moved in (again, before I painted downstairs).
Here it is six months later.
I posted some time not long after I moved in about wanting to put this old weathered window on the wall in the living room and here it is, on the wall.
I had that flowery thing, so for lack of anything better, I stuck it up there. It’s probably not staying there. The window is a work in progress. I’m still pondering on it.
One thing is still the same from the day I moved in. I love this little old house.