In case if any of you thought I was exaggerating when I called our kitchen "wee", here it is. There's no trick photography. The standing space is literally those few feet between the sink and the little island. There's one open set of cabinets and two IKEA shelves. The oven is so small that the smallest roasting rack won't fit inside. (I think the oven was actually designed for boats.) Where's the refrigerator? In an archway between our dining and living rooms, since there's clearly no space here. Amazing how a space so small could take so long to pack. But it's done, woohoo! Onto the next room while I dream of our new kitchen. Good luck to Laura who's moving today!
