Favourite room

Which is your favourite room in the house, your bedroom, the sitting room or the kitchen perhaps?  Which room would you choose though if you had to stay in it for the rest of your life, would your ideas change then?

What do we need to survive, food, water and warmth at a physical level but companionship, interests, sanitation and activities must all be there somewhere on our list of requirements.  Can any single room in your home provide everything that you need?  I doubt it but it may be worth thinking about just in case the day arrives when you need to make a decision.

Obviously the kitchen must run very high on the list of everyone’s choice.  Assuming the fridge gets magically restocked (you always have to make assumptions with these scenarios) there is always plenty of food, somewhere to cook it and water on tap.  But, on the other hand, there is nowhere for my ablutions.  I can wash may face and body in the sink even my clothes but I can’t relieve myself as nature intended.  Also, while there are seats and a table, there is nowhere to lie down.  I suppose that I could sleep sitting up, or pull the chairs together to make a sofa if I was pushed however.  Our kitchen has a lot of glass and so it can be hot as Hades in summer and cold as ice in winter and so perhaps is not ideal.

How about the sitting room or lounge as I refer to it normally?  Here there are lots of things to keep me entertained, the television to watch, the music system and the radio to listen to as well as lots of books to read.  I also keep my laptop here and so I could keep contact with the outside world through the miracle of the web.  Perhaps I could even continue to work and pay my bills.  It is big enough to fit more than just myself and so companionship would be sorted.  There are also plenty of comfortable pieces of furniture and so relaxation and sleep would not be a problem but sanitation and, this time, food would be the issues. 

The bedroom then, with its comfortable beds, wardrobes full of clothes and a small ensuite shower room?  Plenty of comfort, plenty of sanitation and even a small television in the corner to keep me moderately entertained (it’s not on multi-room!)  Food still remains a problem and I guess that I would get bored after a short while.  I might be able to catch up on my sleep though.

The first time I ever thought about this problem was when I was in the small downstairs toilet.  I understand that most men do their best, if not their only, thinking in such situations.  The room is tiny, perhaps smaller than one by two metres and I wondered if I could live there if I had to.  It clearly has sanitation and running hot and cold water.  There is also somewhere relatively comfortable to sit.  But that is it, no entertainment, no companionship, no outside interests and, of course no food. There is however a gap underneath the door through which flat or narrow foods could be pushed, such as salami, spaghetti, grissini or even pizza.

Could I live forever in the downstairs toilet?  Perhaps I could but only if some kind soul was to slide the food underneath the door and only if I liked to eat Italian.