#compact kitchen layout

[cloudsofbluesmoke]

New York Enclosed Kitchen Remodeling ideas for a mid-sized modern galley with a medium tone wood floor enclosed kitchen with an undermount sink, flat-panel cabinets, white cabinets, stainless steel appliances, no island, terrazzo countertops, a white backsplash, and a stone tile backsplash

[gunillamixtapes]

Kitchen Enclosed in New York Inspiration for a mid-sized modern galley medium tone wood floor enclosed kitchen remodel with an undermount sink, flat-panel cabinets, white cabinets, stainless steel appliances, no island, terrazzo countertops, white backsplash and stone tile backsplash

[shagtective]

Modern Kitchen - Kitchen

[valonychroms]

Kitchen Chicago A mid-sized farmhouse kitchen remodel featuring an enclosed l-shaped cork and brown floor, recessed-panel cabinets, medium tone wood cabinets, quartzite countertops, a peninsula, an undermount sink, a gray backsplash, a porcelain backsplash, and stainless steel appliances is shown in the image.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Restored Philly townhouse for under $1M. Historic 1875 townhouse in Philadelphia, PA. 2bds, 2ba, $825K (Zillow's estimate - $723,600)

Small entrance foyer.

I'm intrigued by the glass paned door in the foyer. Is it a closet?

Okay, so this is the open concept main living space on the 1st fl. I like that the fireplace is there. It's been updated, but the layout is basically the same.

Love the bookcases on the sides of the fireplace.

Brand new kitchen.

It's compact. I like the pulls on the drawers.

View from the kitchen.

There's a small back hall with a door to the garden and stairs to the basement.

Is this a combination dining room/bedroom? Does it really count as one of the two bedrooms? I don't like this at all.

This is dumb. Plus, you have to climb the stairs to bring everything up here. Unless this is an office conference room? I'm confused.

They don't show if this is a full bath or actually a 1/2 bath.

Then, it's up to the 3rd level.

The principal bedroom suite takes up the whole floor.

This is the dressing room/closet. And, it's the space between the bedroom and bath.

The primary bath is very nice. Has a big shower.

And, now, we're in the finished basement. I think I like this the best. Look at the brick floor.

They have a nice wood burning stove, and they made a bar out of the original stove and put it in the fireplace.

Well, I wouldn't call it the most attractive yard on the block.

But, it does have parking, which is gold in the city.

The street is so cute. Some of the homes still have the pole out front for tethering the horse.

1,120 sq ft lot

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/318-S-Juniper-St-Philadelphia-PA-19107/10197592_zpid/

[leibal]

Loft Charlie is a minimalist apartment located in Paris, France, designed by parages. Despite its compact size, this apartment undergoes a transformative renovation that redefines the use of space. The renovation centers around a strategic reconfiguration of the apartment’s layout. Service rooms, including the kitchen and bathroom, are consolidated towards the core of the apartment.

[onlytendoguesses]

Telltale Tokyo || Tendo Satori

est.bf!Tendo Satori x est.gf! Reader

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Genre - Fluff

Summary - All Tendo wants is to go for a run, but when he finally gets home to his girlfriend, he may have gotten much more than he bargained for.

Spotify - Telltale Tokyo

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‘You’ve got another thing coming if you think you're getting out of this, Y/n!’ 

The front door slammed against the wall as Tendo swung it open. 

‘Not answering my texts or calls, leaving me high and dry, do we really need me to miss you any more than I already do?’

If he had his way he would kidnap you from your law firm and make you a partner in his factory. The job would come with part ownership, unlimited potential and… perks. 

‘Y/n?’ His smile wide and a spring in his step, he yelled out again as he gave the open plan apartment a once over. 

He had been patient about your reluctance to get back into running for far too long. 

You were making great progress up until the recent flu season, and you were out for two weeks with a bad cold. Any athlete knew a two week break was as good as pushing the restart button. 

Tendo also knew you were eager to get back in the gym full time. But the heavy chest and cough that the flu had left behind needed to clear out first. Since then your evenings consisted of walks, and light jogging. 

The desired effect was met, but you wouldn’t budge about running; having always hated that form of cardio.

Before the flu you'd had a steady pace that you didn't waver on out of pure discipline, but getting you back to it had been a pain in the ass. 

For days he’d been pushing the subject, until you finally ran out of excuses and relented. 

He was excited to leave the factory early and get his running shoes on. To him there was no comparison to that type of refocus. The air in his lungs, the feel of his rushing pulse and the urge to keep his legs going long after they had reached their limit.

It was good for clearing the head. 

His smile dimmed down as the seconds ticked by without an answer.

The silence he was met with when he entered your apartment was out of character but not above being part of one of your grand schemes to escape cardio for the day.

You weren't in the kitchen or the lounge area. The TV was silent and the terrace door shut. The sliding door and at least some of the windows were always open when you were home. 

It was an aesthetic thing. The fresh oxygen from your plants outside, the chilly wind from your highrise apartment, the open air somehow breathing new life into the atmosphere.

You had that in common, needing the sharp clarity. The slap on the wrist from nature to pause in your thoughts and appreciate the present time. 

Your penchant for working hand in hand with the universe and going with the flow made more sense to him than you realized. He just had a more direct approach to things. 

He was Tendo Satori. World renowned chocolatier and infamous Guess Monster of the volleyball court from his heyday in Shiratorizawa Academy. Bypassing the bullies, the weird looks and the rejection – he did what he wanted, when he wanted and didn't let any form of the word ‘no’ phase him. Returning to Tokyo had been the best decision he’d ever made too. It was the reason he’d found you.

He paused; his confusion palpable.

Glancing down at the compact shoe stand just inside the doorway, he noticed your day shoes were still present and your house shoes weren't. So you were definitely in here. 

‘I will find you.’ He stated more softly as he kicked off his shoes and closed the door behind him. There was no doubt about it. 

Making his way through the layout of your apartment that was now second nature, he noted that there was no brew of coffee in the air either. You usually have a cup every few hours. 

The narrow hallway leading out of the lounge housed doorways to your bedroom, bathroom and study. He would bet his money on any of them. 

But on further inspection of the study and bathroom, the doors were wide open - and unoccupied. 

The slightly ajar door of your bedroom was a telltale sign, but every game of hide and seek needed a bit of time to play out. Where was the fun in winning early? 

Pushing the door open, knocking being an unnecessary politeness at this stage, his smile was returned to him at the sight he was met with. 

The only light in your bedroom peeked from between two closed curtains that covered a wall span of mid-level to ceiling high windows. The sundown rays barely reached the foot of the bed, leaving most of the room in evening shadow.

The double bed in the center of the room sat between a one seater against the wall, a tiny dresser for your nighttime essentials and your current read of the week.

He walked into the room, taking care to avoid the pillows that were thrown haphazardly to the floor. His presence blended into your personal bubble that had already grown accustomed to him.

There you were in the middle of the bed. Scattered across your pillow was your hair, your eyes closed and your breaths uneven as your body curled up in a fetal position around a particularly large pillow. 

On instinct his eyes scanned the MSBY Black Jackals team calendar stuck on the side of your bedroom cupboard. The 17th of July. He sighed softly. It was that time.

His change of plans were immediate. No longer was running and a healthy meal on the agenda. It was time for comfort and calories.

Softly stepping around the pillows, he had spied your phone upon entering and turned it over to see a number of unread messages both from him and a few friends. But nothing seemed too urgent, no one more important. 

As far as he knew, you definitely attended work, so you either started cramping later in the day or probably stuck it out until you got home.

The battery percentage was 42% so he plugged your phone to charge and kept it on silent taking care to turn it over again for when the screen lit up with notifications. 

Leaving the room, he made quick work of ordering food instead of opting to make it himself because he was not sure of how long you hadn't eaten and he would rather keep his focus on you.

He squinted at his phone, caught between spicy ramen or spicy chicken or spicy tuna. You liked all three and all were comfort food and he knew of two different establishments that would be happy to add on. A lightbulb went off in his brain and he pulled up a frequent contact. 

‘Onigiri Miya, how can I help you?’ 

‘Ushiwaka!’ Tendo whisper yelled. ‘Can I get an urgent delivery?’

‘Uh… sure, please state your order, name and address, Sir?’ 

Tendo’s left eye twitched. ‘Wakatoshi.’ He replied slowly. Mildly offended that his best friend did not recognize his voice.

‘... Yes, that is my name, please state yours and what I can get for you?’

Tendo slapped his forehead. ‘It’s Satori!’ 

On instinct he looked toward the door of the bedroom, hoping he didn’t wake you up.

‘Tendo.’ Wakatoshi Ushijima stated over the phone line, Tendo understood it was partly a greeting.

He sighed loudly, squeezing his eyes to shut out the need to fight with Ushiwaka over the phone. ‘Would you be able to schedule a delivery for two platters in the next 20-30 minutes?’ He knew you would want options and sushi would be the most filling and binding enough to tide you over till tomorrow. 

‘Yes. We can squeeze in a drop off for that time. Should I tell the kitchen the spicy tuna rolls are for y/n?’

Tendo scoffed. Y/n he remembered easily. He whistled out a breath. ‘Yes, please tell Samu it’s for y/n, Wakatoshi.’ Y/n was known for haggling Osamu for spicy tuna and any new spicy recipes and he would know how best to make her order.

‘Payment on delivery?’ Tendo offered after a few seconds of soft clicking and silence.

‘That would be perfect. Enjoy your evening Tendo.’

‘I’ll visit you at the shop soon.’ It was a mild threat. 

‘Okay.’

The dial tone lasted a second before he clicked off. 

Tendo’s eye twitched again as he continued looking at his cellphone, resisting the urge to throw it. Always so calm, collected and unphased was Wakatoshi Ushijima.

He whistled another breath, before dropping his phone on the kitchen counter and moving on to the rest of his tasks.

He put coffee to brew, noted that there was chocolate in the fridge and peeked into the bedroom one more time before he tore his shirt off to shower.

As he pulled his red hair back, a bulk of it in one of your hair ties, so it didn’t get too wet, he caught a glimpse of the outline of a curled up fox on his left rib cage. Long-tail curled around the small form of a female fox, sleeping soundly – his Y/n was just as simple, just as vibrant, just as feline, just as secure in his presence. The matching black fox with a slightly shorter tail sitting up with his ears perked would easily be found on your right shoulder blade.

The match was easily deduced, your connection unyielding, the loyalty unending. He would always have your back… you would always be close to his heart.

Love was very different with you. Somehow it didn't require too much effort to keep up. Were you stubborn, a bit controlling, easily swayed by emotions and headstrong about your opinions, sure. But you were adaptable. You heard him out, kept up with his antics and newly found hobbies and supported his idea to open his own chocolate factory too. A risky idea akin to becoming Willy Wonka and building a castle in the sky, but you supported him anyway. 

The world was too big to be realistic but too small not to have firm foundations for any big dreams. And the middle is where you made yourself comfortable. You taught him it could be comfortable. 

Conversation was easy. Fighting was hard. Like when you were offered a job at a new branch in a different region — a promotion to run it, and you refused because your heart was with him. He would have moved too, but by then he'd invested in his factory and he didn't like holding you back. Ultimately it was your decision. 

Choosing you on your hard days, cooking dinner, letting you vent, providing input or just being there seemed to be everything for you.

Those nights, when tears leaked from the edge of your vision and you weren't strong enough to carry it all, you let it free. He found you then, his tongue lapping at the tears, his long fingers firm on your thighs, his teeth teasing, coaxing, driving you over while he held all your shattered pieces together. 

Some days were harder than others. Like when machinery broke at the factory or someone put in the wrong quantity of ingredients ruining an urgent batch or even dispatching too much stock. A start-up that he needed to keep up with, he did his best, but some days his best just didn’t cut it. 

Those days you let him swipe at you, let him taunt the reality of what was, his honesty a bit cutting, and unnecessary. But you curled into his side, never allowing him to push you too far away and when he worked his way out of his head, he would hold you as close as possible. 

Making love to you on those nights were primal, edgy, kinky, nothing off the table, very few hard limits. And a combination of colors, your only lifeline to stay sane. 

He was loud and rowdy. You were quiet and observant. But you could keep him in check and he could hear you in the silence. 

Maybe days like these where you were overly sensitive and could cry at the drop of a hat were supposed to be harder. He didn't think so. 

In honesty, he saw your monthly cycle from a mile away. Your boobs were sensitive, you looked a bit plush and rounded, your appetite seesawed between not hungry and ravenous and you were extremely restless and horny.

He knew you enough to notice the signs. And he would never tell you this, because you would hate it, but he loved when you were like this. 

He didn’t mind the blood. The messy sheets and underwear. Making a last minute run for pads or tampons. And definitely didn’t mind a bit of blood on his cock when you asked him to make you feel a bit better. 

When you were this vulnerable and sensitive and overwhelmed he was ready to grab a hold of you with both arms and keep you close. Feed you food. Share showers with you. Just overall dote on you and revel in the right to do every bit of it. 

Plus, you already knew he had a thing for dacryphilia. It played a big role when orgasms helped with the cramps. First three days were either the best or the worst. He preferred the former over the latter.

It was not that you didn't let him take the lead on most decisions or consider him in every scenario, but some masculine pride had to be felt at the fact that in these moments, for these few days, you followed him blindly and without question. 

Deep in his thoughts he didn't even notice he was on autopilot until he answered the door. He'd already had fresh clothes on, his hair slightly damp and skin flushed from a hot shower. A gray sweatpants he used when he stayed over and an old, frayed at the edges, purple shirt he had bought in Paris, easy material that you wouldn't find too abrasive against your skin. 

Once done paying up and thanking the delivery guy, Tendo placed the food on the counter but didn't unpack anything yet. 

He would usually take time to tease the person doing the delivery. Something easygoing, like receiving the order with his head upside down, or rising to his full height to be unnerving. If he was in a good mood he might make easy friends with them, provide unsolicited advice to the college goers or tell a mild secret about the volleyball professionals that would make Onigiri Miya an interesting hotspot for a few days. Then he would wait for a phone call where Y/n’s favorite Miya twin would sigh heavily, the simple action taking a lot of effort from the very composed male.

By now it was dark, the sun set at least half an hour ago, and the dull street light hue shone through the lounge. He drew those curtains, making sure no light peeked through. He knew your eyes tended to be sensitive to light and too much exposure would give you a headache, which would only cause you to be even more miserable.

Ticking the boxes in his head, as he switched on and dimmed the lights of the apartment, he unplugged the heating pad and made his last stop to the bedroom. 

You had turned over to face the doorway and were a little awake, probably having heard all his shuffling. 

He leaned against the door jam. 

‘Hi.’ You said softly. A small strained smile on your face. He didn't like when you were in pain, but he masked the twinge of irritation he felt curl around him. Focusing rather on your voice and how you were feeling.

He knew how bad the cramps could get. And he didn't like how he could never fix it. Not yet anyway. A nine month break was a plan for the future. 

He swallowed hard, doing his best to stop himself from imagining you with a round belly, a glow to your skin, his baby inside of you… the surge of protectiveness almost making him snarl. Dammit, it was not time to get you pregnant.

Instead he tilted his head to the side. ‘That bad, huh.’

Tears welled in your eyes at his words. He knew it was an involuntary reaction. You were frustrated, had every right to be too. But the irritation he originally thought he could handle could be felt in his taut cheeks. 

‘Just a few days.’ You reminded him. A tiny attempt to make the inscrutable expression on his face soften.

‘Can I move you?’ He asked before he could help himself. He needed to be close. He needed you close.

You barely had time to finish a head nod before he made his way over and climbed gently onto the bed. 

You expected him to curl up behind you and spoon. But he sat up against the headboard and as gently as possible brought your back to lean against his front. 

The slight jostling had you moaning in discomfort. Your clothes were too abrasive. And you were both hot and cold. But the cramps in your belly were the worst. The type of pain that can't be pinpointed or fixed — just felt. It made you hypersensitive to almost everything.

‘Shhh,’ he soothed, his lips finding the top of your head. His kiss was a tender reassurance, making you feel completely together despite unraveling your senses even more.

You tensed slightly when his arms came around you and he placed the heat pack on your belly. 

‘Mmmmh,’ you whined in slight relief as the heat seeped through your clothes. You gave yourself a minute before sighing and leaving your entire body weight to sag on your boyfriend. 

You felt his smirk. ‘Better?’

Letting yourself lean against his shoulder, you hid your face in the crook of his neck and let the world disappear. ‘What would I do without you Satori?’

‘Exactly what you were just now.’ He replied easily, his fingers crawling up under your shirt and applying light pressure at your sides. ‘And somehow you would find the strength to take care of yourself.’ You groaned at the slight pressure, the pain from the cramps slowly becoming manageable. ‘Eventually.’ He added after a moment.

‘But,’ he stopped and one hand slid up your body to tilt your chin up. ‘I'm here to make it a bit better.’ 

He pecked you on the lips and let you relax again. 

‘Reconsider,’ you teased. ‘This is almost every month for the rest of your life.’

‘I don't scare easily, baby.’ His answer was instinctive. ‘I'm the monster in the dark, remember.’

Awkward position aside, you tilted your head up again to peck his chin. A small reminder that you had accepted every single part of him a long time ago. 

You both sat in silence, in the dark. Feeling each other's heartbeat align. His arms around you, strong and secure, his cheek pressed up against your forehead — like no other moment in the world could be more perfect. 

‘There's food,’ he whispered after a few minutes, ‘coffee and chocolate. And a very famous chocolatier at your every beck and call.’ 

‘Spicy food?’ Appetite mood swings aside, your mouth watered at the option. 

‘Osamu’s best.’ 

‘Belgian coffee?’ Only the best that he would bulk order for you. 

He hummed. 

You smiled to yourself this time. You had no choice but to count yourself lucky. ‘I might just be in love with you.’

‘Yeah? How can you be so sure?’ It was a very Tendo question. Where he knew, as you had both confessed months ago, but he would like an elaboration anyway. 

‘Because… ‘ 

It may be more than a few months since you’d started dating, but how could you explain it without sounding insane? How could you say that you needed to hide yourself in the crook of his neck. That you needed his arms around you and his fingers intertwined with yours. How could you explain that his work cologne was strong but his clean Satori skin felt like home. That his body curled around yours and his lean legs that held firm on the outside of your thighs were a cocoon of safety. That Tendo Satori’s wit and humor and smile and song were a force to be reckoned with and your whole heart only ever craved more of him. 

‘I want to turn you around so I can watch the emotions race across your features, but I'm trying to take care of you.’ His long index finger traced his name on the top of your thigh. The sensation tickled, and had you shivering in anticipation. 

‘I'm thinking.’ You answered through clouded thoughts. 

His chest shook with laughter. ‘Questioning if you love me? You do.’ The only reason you knew not to get offended was because he wasn't laughing at you — he'd never do that to you. His laughter was a Satori-trait. It didn’t always signify humor, rather a clear sign of his confidence, sometimes an acknowledgement, on the odd day… a dare.

‘I'm thinking about how I know I never want to lose you.’ You answered softly. ‘That I always want you with me when it gets tough, and I want to tell you first when things go right, and have you cheer for me in the same way you sing your song.’

‘What about how much you love me?’ He pressed on. 

It was not love. It went deeper than that. He knew it too. 

On surface level may seem simple, but Tendo Satori lived his whole life making peace with the fact that he chose not to flee and not to fight, he chose to just ‘be’ – he was a monster of a different kind. What did that make you, that you tasted his heartache on his lips and chose him anyway.

This time he did turn you around. His patience running thin when you didn’t answer. 

He lifted you up easily, his lean body and muscle strength, aging like fine wine and strategically maneuvered your body so you straddled his lap, the heat pad stuck securely between your bodies and your arms finding purchase on his neck. 

You winced slightly at the new position, but you also felt better being face to face. A serious conversation popping up in a very not ideal situation.

His big round eyes shined with mirth and… some other unnameable emotion. Something darker. A promise. And the vow to do absolutely anything to keep it. 

He touched his nose to yours as you held eye contact. ‘You're never getting rid of me, you know.’ He pulled back and a slow smile grew on his face. ‘You have to love me.’ He blinked. ‘You have to love me alot.’ 

His tone mocking you playfully, purposely provoking, stirred up a need to lean in further and bite. ‘In fact, you have to marry me too.’

Your eyebrows shot up, not missing a beat before awarding him a response. ‘Are you proposing?’

‘I can if you want me to.’ He was nonchalant, his gaze now hooded. A sense of all-knowing overcoming his energy. Like you should consider it done if that's what you really wanted, but it would be a mere formality. ‘I can do the flowers in a heart on the floor.’ He brought one of your arms forward from around his neck. ‘I can do candles and fairy lights.’ He placed a tender kiss on the inside of your elbow. ‘I can get down on one knee.’ He snorted. ‘Or both.’ Then his fingers curled between your own and he met your eyes. His own, a quiet smolder of heat and resolution. ‘I can tell you how much I love you too, y/n.’ 

‘I didn't s—,’ 

‘You don't have to.’ 

His other hand snaked around the back of your neck and pulled you further into him. His face, a hair's breadth away from yours. ‘I can promise you forever.’ He whispered against your lips. ‘And a life together. And to stand with you until the very end.’

‘But most of all,’ he placed a tender kiss below your eye, removing the wetness you didn't seem to notice until now. ‘I'll remind you that I can't unlove you. That this scarred heart, this weird complex man, labeled for as long as he can remember, found a world within having you that he never wants to leave.’

You couldn't speak, your throat clogged with emotions too intense to unravel, a cloying need to cry and make sense of what you just heard, but you could only feel. ‘How ‘m I supposed to top that?’

His lips formed a triangle shape, mouth open and his teeth showing off a burst of happiness. ‘You say, yes.’

The single word was cataclysmic. It cascaded through you, all the many reasons you could never not choose him. His sharp wit, his daring nature, his competitive spirit and perspective on life. His weird hair and resilience to stand up after being pushed down, a force of nature in his love. 

‘Say yes.’ You repeated back to yourself. There was never any question. 

‘Say yes.’ He decreed. His focus entirely on your lips, the heat of his words waiting to fold into yours.

He waited. He didn’t prompt, tease or provoke… he just waited. And for a man that would do anything to get what he wants, that simple action was your undoing. ‘Yes, it is then.’ 

He captured his lips with your own and immediately the world spun on its axis. 

Kissing Tendo Satori was like crossing a line you may never find your way back to. There were no sparks or fireworks in the background, just a deep need. It had the potential to be sickly sweet or bitter and dark, a chocolaty thickness that melted to an unhealthy point of no return. He was an addiction, his smile a borderline threat and demanding lips, a reminder that you no longer belonged to yourself. 

‘Guess I have a label now too.’ You sighed softly when you came up for air. 

His forehead touched yours, eyes closed, breathing hard. ‘What's that?’ 

You covered his heartbeat with your hand, making a silent promise of your own. ‘The girl that fell in love with a monster.’

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How does the train work in “Trains”

A diversion from covering the house layout… sort of related to that though…

In "Trains", we're simulating a light-rail or heavy-rail transit system. Dad is the conductor (and motive power) for the two-seat high-frequency lawnchair train that circulates between stations located throughout the house.

Bingo uses this train to travel to work as the head vet at a vet's office: she drops her child off at daycare on the commute in, and picks them up on the trip home.

Bingo's home station (call this Stop 1-1) is at the foot of the stairs in the "two door" room on the lower level of the house. The train comes in through the door from Mum's art room. Bingo boards the train.

The next stop, Stop 1-2 - Daycare (Kiwi Playroom) -- Mum is in charge of the daycare. Bingo has to sign her child in and then gets on the next train to continue commuting to work...

Mum is also Bingo's co-worker at the exotic animal vet located at Stop 1-3 - Vet (Kitchen). Note Mum can beat the train between the two stops; she is also pretending to work as an assistant to Bingo, who is the head vet.

Later on, we see there are other stops. We also observe that trains can skip stops by running express at times, or by annoucing they're not stopping. It's unclear whether the following stops are on the same loop as the first three stops. The same Dad-powered train appears to serve all the stops, but they could be on different lines with some stations on both lines allowing for transfers.

Stop in Laundry Room. Bluey and her cat have this stop as their home base. Call this stop 2-1

There is another stop, apparently between the laundry room stop (2-1) and the vet stop (1-3) (where Bluey needs to take her sick cat), this stop in the upstairs hallway near the bathrooms. Call this stop 2-2.

Dad doesn't stop at 2-2 because the sick cat is an emergency. But in doing so, it means he's gone from the downstairs, all the way past the main floor where the vet is, up to the upstairs, then back down to the main floor, where the kitchen is to stop at the vet and then at Bingo’s home stop.

Trains and stairs

Dad’s lawnchair train doesn’t look like it’s the kind of cog railway that can climb steep inclines or stairs.

(Like the train in The Sound of Music)

Trains don’t like stairs.

So just to rehash this again -- We go from Bingo's home train station (at the foot of the stairs) to the daycare station, (the Kiwi playroom) and that's not an issue, because those are both on the same floor. But then they go from the playroom into the kitchen (to go to the vets stop.)

Those are on different floors!

Then we see the train travel from the laundry room (which I assert is on the lowest floor from past discussion) to the upstairs hallway stop by the bathrooms (where the Grannies are waiting) to the vet stop in the kitchen. These are all on different floors!

Plus Mum is able to routinely beat the train from the daycare to the vet (since she's pretending to be two different people)

How is this possible?

Easy answer, it's pretend. Maybe there's a pretend train on each floor and Bingo or Bluey have to transfer from one train to another and we don't see that.

Over-complicated answer: The house contains a system of helices (helixes) to allow the train to glide between floors at a reasonable grade, trading a much longer travel distance for ease-of-pushing for Dad. Mum can just take the stairs, which will always be faster.

There are some real-world railroad examples of these kinds of spirals; the Spiral Tunnels in western Canada's Rocky Mountains are a classic example, and they are a very common approach in model railroading to allow trains to change elevations in a relatively compact space.

These would take up an incredible amount of space in a house and make Dad dizzy!

But it would be funny.

It’s totally possible too, there are parts of the house we haven’t seen, and that’s where the spiral ramps are located.

Easy peasy!

[the-fiction-witch]

Okay.

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I carefully positioned the next vinyl record on the turntable, ensuring that the volume was turned up as high as it could go. The music reverberated through the warehouse, adding to the exuberant atmosphere as everyone raised their glasses and cheered. The air was filled with the scent of smoke and the sound of laughter as people drank, smoked, and danced to celebrate the successful gig that had taken place earlier in the evening. I felt the urge for another drink, so I strolled over to the crates where the beverages were stored. As I reached out to grab another beer, I suddenly halted as I noticed someone else's hand making a move for the same bottle I was eyeing.

"Oh sorry love." I chuckled,

"You're fine," she sweetly smiled,

I looked her over, as she stood in her platform heels, ripped fishnets, a plaid red skirt, a latex vest top with a zip down the front, and her red hair in two tattered plaids,

"Hey," I smiled grabbing the beer and opening it for her, "And what's your name?" I asked passing her the beer,

"People call me red."

"Do they? I see why."

"And you are?"

"Malcolm Mclaren," I smiled taking her hand, "Pleasure," I gave her hand a tender kiss,

"You wanna dance?"

"I'd be delighted too," I smirked letting her lead me to a space where we could dance,

She was awful but, she was sexy enough it didn't matter. She was that kinda rough but hot that lets you ignore so much becuase she just looks so good doing it. It wasn't long before I had my hands on her, and she didn't even seem to care. We cuddled and kissed, and ground up on each other and she was always into it.

After a while of fun with her I knew we both wanted to take it further, so I held her hips firmly in my hands and let her wrap her arms around my neck, "How about... we head back to your place?" I whispered against her lips,

"Why not your place?" she cooed,

"My place isn't clean enough for a pretty little thing like you," I cooed not wanting to tell her that Viv may have filled the apartment with her fucking kids again, and it doesn't exactly look great taking her back to that apartment even if Viv and I aren't together anymore.

"Okay." She giggled grabbing my hand to lead me out with her,

"Shall we spring for a cab? or do you think we can chance it and drive my car?"

"We can walk." she giggled leading me down the street with her,

"Can we? Not sure I can. You've made it pretty hard to walk love."

"It's not far you can manage," she cooed,

"Ummm but love, I want you now." I growled grabbing her hips, "Maybe I should just throw you in the alley and bend you over?"

"You can wait." She giggled tugging me up to this little apartment above a fruit shop, she quickly unlocked the door and I happily followed her in.

I woke feeling groggy, sitting up a little and rubbing my eyes.

"Fucking..." I sighed trying to clear my head and remember what the fuck even happened last night.

I found myself lying on a threadbare sheet, covered in tiny fibre pills from numerous washes, resting on a simple mattress placed on the floor of a modest, nondescript apartment. As I continued to survey the room, I began to piece together the layout. There was a compact kitchen area, a bathroom tucked away in the corner, and a small table covered in an assortment of papers. Clothes were strewn across the floor, adding to the lived-in feel of the space. The mattress lay directly on the floor near a small electric fireplace, with a little fan resting nearby on the carpet. Interestingly, neither the electric fire nor the fan were switched on. She lay there, her porcelain skin stark against the white sheets, with a tangle of crimson hair cascading around her shoulders. At first, I assumed her dishevelled appearance was due to her long hours spent in bed, but as I looked closer, I realized her hair was matted from weeks of neglect. Her pallid complexion and skeletal frame were unsettling, her delicate ribs protruded prominently, yet she slept with an otherworldly tranquillity.

Red. She said her name was, but I hardly believed her.

As I slowly forced myself to get up, the memories of last night still fresh in my mind, I reached for my boxers and slipped them on. The darkness enveloped the apartment as I made my way to the bathroom, feeling the emptiness of the place. The dry, desolate atmosphere made me long for some kind of sign of life. After using the bathroom I didn't flush as I didn't want the noise to wake her, so I ventured into the kitchen and opened the cupboards and fridge, only to find them completely bare. It was as if no one had lived here for ages. Finally, I approached the window and pushed aside the heavy blinds, revealing the bustling street below. People were moving about, visiting the shop downstairs, oblivious to the emptiness that surrounded me.

I tried to have some water but after turning the tap nothing happened. I attempted to run a shower and no water came there either. In a moment of clarity, I clicked the light switch a few times and found nothing worked even if the bulb was in and seemed functional. I even tried the little fan and heater but found they worked... But my eyes followed their cables and saw they were working off an extender that went out the window and downstairs. So much began making sense and my suspicions only grew.

I waited for a while clearing my head but she still slept. I thought of just grabbing my stuff and bailing but... I don't know. I wanted to talk to her. Didn't feel right to just... leave her.

After a while, she stirred and woke, well kinda. She slowly sat up rubbing her eyes not even caring that her sheets fell to her waist.

"Hey," I smiled,

"Humm?"

"Hey, Red right?"

"uuumm..."

"You uhh you remember me?"

She shook her little head, so I slowly went over and sat down beside her,

"You don't remember me at all? Malcolm? from last night?"

"Oooh... mhm," she nodded even if it was pretty obvious she didn't have a clue who I was,

"Do you remember... what we did last night?"

"Sex." She yawned,

"Oh so you remember that but you don't remember me?" I chuckled,

"I don't... remember. but I'm naked. You're here. seems a logical assumption."

"Well, yeah we did." I nodded, "And... I really enjoyed it. I really enjoyed... you, and having fun with you last night even before the sex."

"I.. had fun too," she nodded even if it was clear she still had no idea,

"Come on," I softly smiled tugging her down to lay back on the mattress with me, and for a couple of hours... we just talked.

Despite feeling tired, hungover, and dehydrated, we just talked and talked. Our conversation covered a wide range of topics including politics, city life, people, music, and movies. It was a deep and endless exchange about everything and nothing. I didn't really mind. I found it comforting to simply sit and listen to her talk on and on, and she always made an effort to chime in with her own thoughts and stories. I realized that I actually really enjoyed these conversations. I'd never had this with a girl before, where we'd just endlessly talk with nothing that ever halted things, conversation flowed from topic to topic in that stupid way where you'd never guess how you got from ancient Roman architecture to popcorn flavours.

"Can I uhh can I ask your name? After last night don't you think I get to know." I asked her,

"...Y/n."

"Y/n." I smiled, "That's a very pretty name for a very lovely lady," I gave her nose a small kiss before I felt compelled to ask... what I had wanted to do all morning. "Are you okay Y/n?"

"Humm?"

"Are you okay?" I asked her my tone very slow and serious but still gentle with her,

"I'm okay." she nodded but a tear welled up in her eye,

I softly took her cheek, and wiped the tear away, "You're not okay are you?" I whispered, "You have no food, no water, no power, your hair is..." I stopped myself, "Tell me honestly. Are you okay?"

She softly shook her head,

"...Okay," I nodded pulling her into my chest, "I'm here."

"You-"

"I'm here. And I'll be here for as long as you need me. for as long as you want my help."

"...thank you," She whispered,

"It's okay." I cooed, "Where is it?" I whispered,

"Box. Wooden box by the fire."

"Okay."

"Are- aren't you going to take it away?"

"No. I'm not, cause we need to trust each other. And I know this is going to be hard for you, and you are not going to do it overnight." I explained, "How much do you do it?"

"Everyday."

"Okay... how about for now we scale it back, just every other day? Okay?"

"Okay." She nodded,

"Good girl," I cooed kissing her forehead, "First thing I'll go out and get us some breakfast, did you want to come with me?"

"I'd like that."

"Come on then I know a really good cafe that does an all-day breakfast, extra bacon and extra hashbrowns."

She giggled and nodded so I gently helped her out of bed.

I leaned against the counter slowly scrubbing up a dish or two from breakfast this morning, once I set them on the drying rack I turned around and took a soft breath looking around the apartment, still cramped and a little cluttered but baby steps. Water working, power on, food stocked up in the fridge, a sofa and by the electric fire, a few choice items to decorate, and a bunch of my stuff as I'd all but moved in with her. I wanted to keep an eye on her, keep her safe, and Viv was kicking me out anyway. The door catches my attention, and I look up to see Y/n entering the room. She is wearing a pair of black tights that accentuate her slender legs, and a little black leather dress that hugs her figure perfectly. Her vibrant red hair falls much shorter than before, still showing traces of the recent haircut that removed the matted locks. As she walks in, her face lights up with a joyful smile, and she playfully spins around,

"There she is," I cooed opening my arms and she happily came and rubbed her nose into my chest, so I kissed her forehead. "How'd it go?"

"Mhm," She nodded,

"Yeah?"

"Bedframe comes on Tuesday,"

"Perfect," I cooed, "We shall sleep like kings."

"Malcolm?"

"Yes, Y/n?"

"Can I?" She whined,

"...Can you? Hummm let's look." I warned her so we went over and checked the calendar and it was a day marked with blue pen, the only one this month, "Okay... it says you can."

"Yay!"

"But-" I began, "How about... we get a takeaway in, We sit down and watch some TV, have a little cuddle and then we'll see how you feel? Will you do that for me?"

"...Okay," She nodded a little disappointed,

"Don't worry I'll make it worth it," I cooed kissing her, "And if you still want it. Then you can."

She nodded and hurried over to the sofa jumping on it and hugging the pillow to wait for me,

I chuckled and happily headed over with her,

I yawned a little as I climbed the stairs to the apartment, but the moment I opened the door I saw her on the living room floor wooden box in her lap. I dropped my stuff and bolted over picking her up, in my arms,

"Y/n! Y/n!" I called but she was out of it,

I checked her over and she was okay just out of this world, so I carried her to the bed making sure to keep her safe. I packed her box away and hid it under the skin, this was the fourth time this month... she's getting worse. She waits till I leave and goes crazy, I didn't want to force her to come with me everywhere again but... I don't think I have much choice.

"It's okay. I'm here." I cooed stroking her hair even if I knew she couldn't hear me.

I stood doing some paperwork at the shop trying to keep my head straight even if all I could do was worry about Y/n. I didn't want to leave her unsure I could trust her on her own, but I knew I had to have some faith in her. I heard the phone so I picked it up expecting the usual prank calls or perhaps a supplier.

"Hello?"

"Mr Mclaren?" A man asked,

"...Yes?" I glared a little,

"This is Doctor Westly at St Martins Hospital we-"

"Y/n?!"

"Yes, Y/n has come in for an overdose your listed as her -"

"I'll be there as soon as I can." I answered hanging up the phone, I grabbed my jacket and went for the door but Viv locked it and stood in my way, "Viv move."

"No."

"Viv I don't have time and I don't give a shit what you have to say move your fucking arse!"

"Y/n OD'd Didn't she?"

"Yes! Now move!"

"... You can save a sinking ship Malc."

"She's not a sinking ship."

"Isn't she?" She asked, "Malcolm she's going down, you can make her float for so long but no matter what you do... she's taking up water. and she's going down. All your going to do is go down with her."

"You don't know that."

"Don't I?" she glared, "Isn't she? She's a pill popper, isn't she? You think... if it was between you, and the pill bottle she'd pick you?"

"I know she would!" I yelled, "Cause I love her!"

"Does she love you!"

"...Of course she does,"

"No matter what you do... You can't love an addict. Cause they'll never love you more than they love it."

"Y/n's not like that."

"I know how you feel about me... but I don't want to see you get hurt. I did love you once Malcolm."

"I know..." I sighed, "If you ever loved me, let me go. Let me see her please..."

"Do you really want to see her like this?"

"...I do." I nodded, "Even if the ship is going down... I want to be on it. Just a moment more."

"Even if it means you go down with her?"

"... Even if it does." I sighed,

She sighed and rubbed her eyes, and unlocked the door. "You can't save her."

"I can try." I nodded,

I sat beside her bed, her cold hand in mine, watching her chest for every breath,

"Must you look at me like that?" She asked her voice ragged,

"I do. I'm just keeping you safe... okay?"

"Okay..." She nodded softly, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry." I told her kissing her hand, "I'm here, and I will be here until you're better."

"And if I never get better?"

"... Then I'll still be here." I smiled, "Y/n?"

"Mhm?"

"... How did you... get into this?" I asked,

"... My mother." She sighed,

"You- You're mother?!"

"She was a dancer. Said the pills kept her skinny, made it easier to deal with it all, said it made it so she didn't see the people beyond the lights watching her dance." She explained,

"What happened to your mother?"

"...Her heart stopped. Right on stage."

I nodded and squeezed her hand softly, "I'm so sorry Y/n."

"It's okay." she nodded a tear in her eye, "the pills were always around I just..."

"I understand," I nodded, "Before all this, what... what did you want?"

"What?"

"When you were little? What did you want to be?"

She scoffed and choked up a little, "A singer."

I lay in the hospital chair, struggling to even sleep. I know my body wanted so desperately to sleep, I had been at her side for days but I couldn't even bear to leave her just to go home and sleep. I sighed sitting up a little and I felt her squeeze my hand weakly, I looked up and saw her little face, how pale she was, how weak she was. I didn't want to believe it was almost the end... but I knew better than to be stupid.

"Malcolm..."

"Yes, Y/n?"

"Thank you," she whispered, "For everything,"

"... You're welcome," I nodded trying not to cry, I squeezed her hand a little tighter,

"I wouldn't have changed our time together for anything in the world,"

"Neither would I."

"You don't have to stay..."

"I want to. I will stay okay?"

"Okay." she nodded, "I love you..."

"I love you too." I nodded kissing her forehead struggling to hold back tears and gently wrapping my arms around her, "I love you so much, and I have cherished every moment with you, the good, and the bad. And I wish I could have had more with you." I whispered,

She nodded tears spilling down her cheeks,

"Would you do one thing for me?" I asked her,

"Anything," She nodded,

"...Sing for me," I begged her,

She softly nodded and began to sing against my shoulder, even in her weak state, her voice was like an angel, and I felt this horrible weight in my stomach as she sang each word. My body trembled as I held her close I never wanted to let her go, I never wanted to lose the sound of her voice in my ear,

"Rows and floes of angel hair ... And ice cream castles in the air... And feather canyons everywhere... Looked at clouds that way...But now they only block the sun...They rain and they snow on everyone...So many things I would have done...But clouds got in my way...I've looked at clouds from both sides now...From up and down and still somehow...It's cloud illusions I recall... I really don't know clouds at all"

I felt her body tremble too, her tears choking up her voice as she sang, her heart began to race, and her breaths began to slow. And I knew it was over.

"Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels... The dizzy dancing way that you feel ... As every fairy tale comes real ... I've looked at love that way ... But now it's just another show... And you leave 'em laughing when you go... And if you care, don't let them know... Don't give yourself away ... I've looked at love from both sides now... From give and take and still somehow ... It's love's illusions that I recall" She struggled to even speak let alone sing, her grip on me tightened, but I just held her in my arms keeping her close, "I really don't know love... I really don't know love at all" she whispered before I felt her breath go, her heart slowed, her body ran cold, and that was it.

She was gone.

I couldn't hold back my tears, "I've looked at love from both sides now... From give and take and still somehow" I choked up, "It's love's illusions that I recall... I really don't know love...I really don't know love at all" I cried laying her body down on the bed and slowly pressed a kiss to her hand and took my hand from hers. 

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Luxurious Living Options near Chembur: 1 & 2 BHK Homes

Introduction

Chembur, a vibrant suburb nestled in the heart of Mumbai, has emerged as a coveted residential destination blending modernity with historical charm. This article explores the allure of living in this dynamic locality, particularly focusing on the luxurious 1 & 2 BHK homes that define its real estate landscape.

Overview of Chembur as a Residential Destination

Chembur's journey from a quaint village to a bustling suburb mirrors Mumbai's rapid urbanization. Originally known for its greenery and tranquil ambiance, Chembur has transformed into a sought-after residential hub. Today, it strikes a delicate balance between serene residential pockets and bustling commercial zones.

Demographic Profile and Community Dynamics

Chembur boasts a diverse demographic profile, attracting professionals, families, and retirees alike. The community is characterized by its cosmopolitan nature, fostering a blend of cultures and lifestyles. This diversity enriches the social fabric, creating a vibrant and inclusive neighborhood environment.

Significance of Location in Real Estate

Chembur's strategic location enhances its appeal in the real estate market. Situated in eastern Mumbai, it enjoys seamless connectivity to major business districts like Bandra-Kurla Complex (BKC) and South Mumbai. Proximity to the Eastern Freeway and Santa Cruz-Chembur Link Road ensures swift access to other parts of the city, making it a preferred choice for commuters.

Accessibility to Major Transportation Hubs

One of Chembur's standout features is its exceptional connectivity. The presence of Chembur railway station, a key suburban rail junction, facilitates convenient travel within Mumbai and beyond. Residents benefit from frequent suburban train services and direct routes to Mumbai's commercial centers, reducing commute times and enhancing accessibility.

Proximity to Essential Amenities and Facilities

Living in Chembur offers residents a plethora of amenities essential for modern urban living. From reputed educational institutions and healthcare facilities to shopping malls and recreational centers, Chembur ensures that every necessity and luxury is within easy reach. This comprehensive infrastructure contributes to a high standard of living and convenience for its residents.

Luxury Features of 1 & 2 BHK Homes

Architectural Design and Building Features

Modern 1 & 2 BHK homes in Chembur epitomize contemporary architectural trends. Designed with a blend of aesthetics and functionality, these residences showcase innovative building practices and premium materials. Emphasis is placed on sustainable construction techniques, integrating eco-friendly elements to minimize environmental impact.

Integration of Sustainable Building Practices

In response to global environmental concerns, Chembur's real estate developers prioritize sustainability. Green building certifications and energy-efficient designs are hallmarks of new residential projects. Features like rainwater harvesting, solar panels, and waste management systems not only reduce ecological footprint but also enhance the overall living experience.

Interior Layout and Space Utilization

The layout of 1 & 2 BHK homes in Chembur is meticulously planned to optimize space utilization. Compact yet ergonomic designs ensure that every square foot is efficiently utilized. Open floor plans, modular kitchens, and multifunctional living spaces cater to the diverse needs of residents, promoting a clutter-free and comfortable living environment.

In conclusion, Chembur stands out as a dynamic residential destination offering luxurious 1 & 2 BHK homes that blend modernity with convenience. Its historical evolution, coupled with strategic location and sustainable development practices, underscores its appeal among homebuyers seeking an upscale living experience in Mumbai's bustling landscape.

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Teenager's Ultimate Tiny House (No CC)

Hey there, Sims enthusiasts! In this special speed build, I decided to tackle the tiny house challenge and put my building skills to the test, despite having to deal with a flu over the weekend. Nothing was going to stop me from creating the most adorable tiny house possible in The Sims 4!

Speed build available on youtube → https://youtu.be/CbgX14GEWCU

House name: Teenager's Tiny House

Lot Size: 20x15

House Price: 29,740 $

Packs used: High School Years, Snowy Escape, Eco Lifestyle, Get Famous, Seasons, Cats and Dogs, Get to work, Werewolves, Dream Home Decorator, Journey to Batuu, Strangerville, Jungle Adventure, Parenthood, Dine Out, Spa Day, Outdoor Retreat, Decor to Max, Blooming Rooms, Tiny Living, Moschino, Romantic Garden, Cool Kitchen, Holiday

Tray files can be downloaded → https://www.patreon.com/posts/teenagers-tiny-91931764

🏡 House Description:

I've poured my heart and creativity into designing a tiny house that's not only functional but also oozes charm and cuteness. From the compact layout to the cozy decor, this home is the perfect place for your Sim to live comfortably in a small space. Watch as I carefully select every piece of furniture and decor to make this tiny house a true Sims dream home!

🤒 Building with the Flu:

Despite feeling under the weather, I was determined to bring you this exciting build. You'll witness the challenges and dedication it took to complete this project while battling my flu symptoms. I'm sure many of you can relate to wanting to game and build even when you're not feeling your best.

🕒 Speed Build:

This video is a time-lapse speed build, so you can see the entire process from start to finish in just a matter of minutes. It's perfect if you're looking for inspiration or just want to enjoy some creative Sims 4 content!

So, grab your favorite cozy blanket, get ready to be inspired, and join me on this journey of creating a beautiful, compact, and adorable tiny house in The Sims 4.

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Modular Kitchen Manufacturer In Ghaziabad | Regalo Kitchens

Known for its innovative layouts and excellent quality, Regalo Kitchens is a leading producer of modular kitchen manufacturer in Ghaziabad. Regalo Kitchens offers bespoke solutions that flawlessly combine utility and aesthetics, catering to a wide range of customer needs with a meticulous attention to detail and persistent commitment to perfection. Their portfolio spans a variety of styles to suit every taste and need, from roomy designs for affluent houses to compact layouts for small apartments.

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CRAFTING A PERFECT KITCHEN DESIGN FOR A SMALL SPACE - KINZAA

"CRAFTING A PERFECT KITCHEN DESIGN FOR A SMALL SPACE - kinzaa" offers expert guidance on optimizing kitchen layouts to maximize functionality and style in compact areas. From clever storage solutions to innovative design techniques, this resource empowers homeowners to create efficient and visually appealing kitchens tailored to their unique needs. Discover practical tips and creative ideas to make the most of every inch, transforming small spaces into inviting culinary hubs. Whether you're a seasoned designer or a DIY enthusiast, "CRAFTING A PERFECT KITCHEN DESIGN FOR A SMALL SPACE - kinzaa" is your go-to source for crafting a beautiful and functional kitchen in limited square footage.

Website : https://www.kinzaa.in/kitchen-design-for-a-small-space/

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100+ Innovative Modular Kitchen Design

Originally Posted On:- https://www.regalokitchens.com/100+innovative-modular-kitchen-design.php

In the area of home design, the modular kitchen design is the heart of the home. It's where culinary creations come to life, families get together, and memories are built. In today's fast-paced world, the requirement for efficient yet visually beautiful kitchens has resulted in the popularity of modular kitchen designs. These innovative spaces offer convenience, style, and efficiency, transforming ordinary cooking areas into culinary havens.

Regalo Kitchens, India's leading brand known for its exceptional quality, design diversity, and customer satisfaction, is at the forefront of this transition. Let us delve into the world of modular kitchen design and discover why Regalo Kitchens is the ideal option for your culinary refuge.

Understanding Modular Kitchen Design

Modular kitchen design is a modern approach to the kitchen, characterized by pre-made cabinet parts or modules that are assembled together to create a customized layout. These modules come in a variety of shapes, sizes, and layouts, allowing homeowners to tailor their kitchen space to their specific needs and tastes.

The Advantages of Modular Kitchens

Customization:

One of the most significant advantages of modular kitchens is their flexibility. Whether you have a compact space or a sprawling kitchen area, modular designs can be tailored to fit your requirements perfectly.

Classic Elegance:

Regalo Kitchens offers traditional modular kitchen designs that convey a feeling of warmth and elegance for individuals who value timeless charm and sophisticated aesthetics. Rich wood finishes, ornate details, and vintage-inspired fixtures lend a touch of luxury to these kitchens, creating an inviting ambiance for culinary endeavors.

Functionality:

Modular kitchens are designed with functionality in mind. They optimize storage space, make optimal use of every available space, and add clever organizational methods to streamline the cooking process.

Aesthetic Appeal:

With such a diverse choice of materials, finishes, and colors available, modular kitchen design provides limitless design options. From sleek and contemporary to rustic and classic, there's a style for everyone's taste and choice.

Ease of Installation:

Unlike traditional kitchens that require extensive on-site construction, modular kitchen designs are prefabricated and can be installed quickly and with minimal disruption to your daily routine.

Exploring Innovative Designs

Smart Storage Solutions:

Regalo Kitchens excels in providing innovative storage solutions that make the most of your modular kitchen design space. From pull-out drawers and corner carousels to tall pantry units and modular cabinets, every inch is optimized for maximum efficiency.

Ergonomic Layouts:

A kitchen's layout is vital to its functionality. Regalo Kitchens provides ergonomic designs that prioritize movement and accessibility, resulting in a seamless cooking experience.

Premium Materials:

Quality is paramount when it comes to kitchen design. Regalo Kitchens uses high-quality materials including plywood, stainless steel, and laminates to ensure lifespan and durability.

Sleek Finishes:

Aesthetics are equally as important as utility. Regalo Kitchens provides a variety of finishes, such as glossy, matte, and textured surfaces, to suit any design aesthetic and improve the visual attractiveness of your kitchen.

Why Choose Regalo Kitchens?

Unmatched Quality:

Regalo Kitchens is committed to delivering superior quality products that exceed customer expectations. Each module is crafted with precision and attention to detail, ensuring long-lasting performance and durability.

Innovative Designs:

Regalo Kitchens, with its team of expert designers and artisans, is constantly pushing the frontiers of innovation, introducing cutting-edge designs and features to the forefront of modular kitchen design technology.

Customer Satisfaction:

At Regalo Kitchens, customer satisfaction is paramount. From concept to completion, their devoted staff works directly with customers to understand their vision and make it a reality, providing a smooth and stress-free process.

End-to-End Service:

Regalo Kitchens offers end-to-end solutions, from design consultation and product selection to installation and after-sales support. Their thorough approach guarantees that every area of your kitchen remodel is handled professionally and expertly.

Conclusion

In conclusion, modular kitchen design has revolutionized the way we approach kitchen design, offering unparalleled flexibility, functionality, and style. Among the many brands available in India, Regalo Kitchens stands out as the indisputable leader, providing creative designs, unrivaled quality, and great service.

Regalo Kitchens is the place to go if you want to improve your culinary expertise and make your kitchen a masterpiece. With their diverse choice of styles and bespoke solutions, they are set to change the way you perceive and experience kitchen living. Choose Regalo Kitchens and embark on a journey of culinary excellence like never before.

Frequently Asked Question (FAQs)

1. What are the main benefits of choosing a modular kitchen design?

Modular kitchens offer customization options to fit various spaces. They maximize functionality through smart storage solutions. Modular designs provide a wide range of aesthetic options to suit different tastes. Installation is typically quicker and less disruptive compared to traditional kitchens.

2. Can modular kitchens be adapted to small kitchen spaces?

Yes, all kitchens are extremely adaptable to smaller spaces. They can be adjusted to make the best use of every available space.

3. Are modular kitchens durable in the long run?

When constructed with high-quality materials and installed properly, modular kitchen design can be very durable. Premium materials like plywood and stainless steel contribute to their longevity.

4. How easy is it to maintain a modular kitchen?

Modular kitchens are designed for simple upkeep. The materials utilized are frequently stain, scratch, and moisture-resistant. Regular cleaning and care can keep them looking like new for years.

5. Can existing kitchens be transformed into modular kitchens?

Yes, existing kitchens can be remodeled to have a modular layout. Depending on the form and condition of the kitchen, it may be necessary to replace cabinets, countertops, and other components to obtain the required modular functionality and appearance.

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8 Modular Kitchen Design Tips For Compact Spaces

Originally Posted On:- https://www.regalokitchens.com/8-modular-kitchen-design-tips-for-compact-spaces.php

Designing a modular kitchen design for compact spaces requires thoughtful consideration and strategic planning to maximize functionality without sacrificing style. Start by giving effective storage options like pull-out cabinets and vertical shelving units priority in order to make the most of the small space. Still, style and functionality don't have to be sacrificed for a small kitchen. You may build a kitchen that is both aesthetically beautiful and functional with the appropriate approach to design and smart use of available space. In this blog, we'll explore eight essential tips for designing a modular kitchen design in compact spaces, with a special focus on Regalo Kitchens, the leading brand in India known for its innovation and quality craftsmanship.

1. Optimize Vertical Space with Tall Cabinets

In a compact modular kitchen design, every inch of space counts. Utilizing vertical space effectively can significantly increase storage capacity without taking up valuable floor area. Pots, pans, and dry goods can all have plenty of storage space in tall cabinets that reach the ceiling. Regalo Kitchens has a selection of tall cabinets that may be customized to enhance vertical storage while preserving a sleek and contemporary appearance.

2. Choose Smart Storage Solutions

Innovative storage solutions are essential for keeping a compact modular kitchen design organized and clutter-free. Look for features like pull-out shelves, corner carousels, and drawer organizers that make the most of available space. Regalo Kitchens' modular designs integrate clever storage solutions that enable homeowners to maximize every available space in their modular kitchen while maintaining easy access to essentials.

3. Embrace Multifunctional Furniture

In a small modular kitchen design, multifunctional furniture can help maximize utility without overcrowding the space. Think of adding a kitchen island with built-in seating and storage, or go with modular pieces that can be used as both a sink and a chopping station. Regalo Kitchens provides a range of adaptable modular pieces that may be customized to meet your unique requirements and space limitations.

4. Prioritize Workflow Efficiency

Efficient workflow is crucial in any kitchen, but it's especially important in compact spaces where every movement counts. Design your kitchen layout with the classic "work triangle" in mind, positioning the sink, stove, and refrigerator in close proximity to streamline meal preparation. Regalo Kitchens' expert designers can help you optimize your modular kitchen design layout for maximum efficiency, ensuring that your culinary workspace is both functional and ergonomic.

5. Emphasize Light and Bright Colors

Light hues can give the impression of visual space expansion and airiness in a tiny modular kitchen design. To maximize natural light and create the illusion of more space, use backsplashes, counters, and cabinetry that are white or light-colored. Additionally, strategically placed task lighting can brighten up work areas and enhance visibility while cooking. Regalo Kitchens offers a wide range of finishes and color options to suit every taste and style preference, allowing you to customize your kitchen to perfection.

6. Incorporate Clever Design Elements

Small modular kitchens require creative design solutions to make the most of limited space. Consider features like fold-down countertops, wall-mounted storage racks, and magnetic knife strips to maximize functionality without sacrificing style. The modular designs from Regalo Kitchens are expertly built to include cutting-edge design components that improve both form and function, making entertaining and cooking easy in even the tiniest of spaces.

7. Keep It Streamlined and Clutter-Free

Clutter can quickly overwhelm a small modular kitchen design, making it feel even more cramped and chaotic. To avoid clutter, remove superfluous items from counters and make smart storage investments. While maximizing available space, built-in organizers and concealed appliances can help retain a streamlined appearance. Regalo Kitchens' minimalist designs prioritize clean lines and uncluttered surfaces, creating a serene and inviting environment that inspires culinary creativity.

8. Personalize with Thoughtful Details

Even if it's little, your modular kitchen design should be a reflection of your tastes and style. Decorative elements like artwork, potted plants, and colorful linens give the room personality and coziness. Customizable features like cabinet hardware and backsplash tiles allow you to infuse your personality into the design while maintaining a cohesive look. Regalo Kitchens offers a range of customization options, allowing you to create a modular kitchen that truly feels like home.

Conclusion

Designing a modular kitchen design for compact spaces requires careful planning and attention to detail. Your kitchen can be made to be both elegant and useful while making the most of every square inch of available space if you prioritize workflow efficiency, embrace smart storage options, and optimize vertical space. Your little kitchen may become a gourmet haven that perfectly captures your own style and way of life with the help of Regalo Kitchens' creative designs and adaptable features.

For more information about Regalo Kitchens and their modular kitchen solutions, visit their website or contact their expert design team today!

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

1. How can I make the most of limited countertop space in a compact kitchen?

Buy appliances that fit into cabinets, including slim-profile induction cooktops and under-counter microwaves, to make the most of the countertop area in a tiny modular kitchen design. Furthermore, adding pull-out or fold-down worktops can add more workspace as needed without taking up any important floor space.

2. What are some space-saving storage solutions for compact kitchens?

In addition to utilizing vertical space with tall cabinets, consider installing narrow pull-out pantry shelves, drawer organizers, and corner carousels to optimize storage capacity. Magnetic spice racks, hanging pot racks, and wall-mounted utensil holders can also free up valuable cabinet space while keeping frequently used items within easy reach.

3. How important is lighting in a small kitchen, and what are the best lighting options?

In order to improve a compact kitchen's use and aesthetic appeal, lighting is essential. To light work spaces and create a cozy and welcoming ambiance, use ambient, task, and accent lighting. Under-cabinet LED lights, pendant fixtures, and recessed lighting can all help brighten up the space and make it feel larger and more welcoming.

4. What are some clever design tricks for visually expanding a small kitchen?

Light colors, such as white or pale neutrals, can help visually expand a small modular kitchen design and create a sense of openness and airiness. Mirrored backsplashes, glass-front cabinet doors, and reflective surfaces can also bounce light around the room and make it appear larger. Additionally, minimizing visual clutter and keeping countertops clear can contribute to a more spacious feel.

5. How can I personalize my compact kitchen without overwhelming the space?

Add individual touches and decorative details, including vibrant textiles, artwork, and live plants, that express your own style and individuality. Select modifiable elements such as window coverings, backsplash tiles, and cabinet hardware to give the room personality and coziness without overwhelming its compact size. Remember to keep decorative elements cohesive and thoughtfully curated to maintain a sense of balance and harmony in your compact modular kitchen design.

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Yikes! Look at the new design of this home in the Netherlands. It's been on the market for 3mos., so I wonder why no one bought it, yet. Listed as a condo, the 3bd, 7 floor home, remodeled between 2001-2010, is listed for €980K - $1.070M. Let's look around inside.

There seems to be a foyer ahead, leading to the ground floor, and immediately to the right, stairs to the upper levels.

This is great for entertaining right on the first level- there's a kitchenette and table in the living room. It's convenient b/c the kitchen is on the top level.

Here we can see the entrance foyer from the sunken living room.

This is unusual- it looks like remnants of the old building were worked into the new design.

Original walls were painted white, but it still retains a cave-like appearance.

A home office. I'm impressed that it still has the original architectural features.

Small bedroom with wood paneling and built-in shelving.

The spiral stairs are a bit small.

View of the street.

Larger bedroom with shelving and a porthole window.

They've done a small sink and stainless steel shower in this bath.

This bedroom has a skylight over the bed.

Nice enclosed terrace.

Very compact kitchen, but it's got a table that can fit 4. Wish there was a small elevator or dumbwaiter for bringing groceries all the way up here.

Plus there's a roof-top deck with a table and chairs.

The layout is narrow with 1 or 2 rooms on each of the 7 levels.

I'm going to guess it's a hard sell b/c the rooms are so small, there are so many stairs, and the kitchen is tiny and all the way on the top floor.