First my mom's: In late 2008, she moved from a Parisian suburb to the South of France, near the French-Spanish border. She had spent the previous 45 years in recent, spacious, subsidized-housing apartments. She moved into a one-bedroom apartment that had exactly one window. The whole apartment was one long rectangle, with her bedroom opposite from the window. A windowless bedroom ... It's apparently a common feature over there. She didn't stay in that one very long. Her current apartment is much nicer but it has a Dr Seuss touch: none of the walls are at a right angle. They're close, but not quite there, so the furniture always looks like it needs to be pushed back in place.
The house I live in is over 100 years old and it has been updated but this is a low-income neighborhood so I'm guessing previous owners did not hire professionals.
-The doors don't match. They're of different heights. They have the doorknobs in different places. One of them has it at a child's height. One door was too high for the frame? Not a problem. They sawed the top off. So, what if they didn't saw it off straight?
-Carpeting in the kitchen? Check. That was the first thing I took care of when we moved in. I am not cooking and eating on carpet.
-Wood paneling everywhere? Check.
-My room has no central heating and no insulation. It was evidently added later. I *love* my space heater.
-The kitchen cupboards must have been installed for giants. The lowest shelf is at 5'3". I'm 5'4". I love* my stepladder.
-There is no closet. None. Anywhere. I guess according to federal regulations, it's a 0 bedroom house. The house did come with nasty, cheap armoires but I certainly miss having a linen closet, or a place to store ... you know ... STUFF.