I’ve recently moved from the largest apartment I’ve ever lived in solo (not exactly a palace, but a big-to-me two-bedroom) to a cozy 550 square foot one-bedroom apartment. The how-is-all-my-stuff-gonna-fit fears were intense this time, and there were a lot of things that didn’t make the cut, but I managed to squeeze in the things I decided to fit. After stepping back, I can say that even just a few days into a new apartment, the benefits of going from big to small are obvious — and a delight.
