We live in a serviced residence, which means furnished apartment with a cleaning service. The cleaning service occasionally leaves something to be desired. Their dish washing skills amount to pretty much rinsing and drying the dishes in the sink. And each cleaning lady puts dishes away where she thinks they should go (and each has her very own distinct opinion on this subject), so when we need something, we usually have to go search for it. And it isn't usually in a place where I'd think it should go.
This is our living room area. We have a strange semi-balcony area, with a sliding glass door about 2.5 feet in from the actual windows.
The other side of our living area, with the entertainment center. In front of the window is our clothes drying rack. We have an all in one clothes washer/dryer, that washes, but doesn't really dry, unless you only dry one item at a time. Hence, the rack. There's also a desk.
This is our galley kitchen, big enough for 1 person, and 1 person only. We have an oven and stove, and no really usable counter space at all. Behind me is the refrigerator, and a cabinet that holds the microwave and a couple of cupboards that hold food. And the dishes that the cleaning lady of the day thinks belong there.
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