I lived in smaller once. I think it was for about a year, I forget. I lived in a pull-along trailer, that had it's own little shower, stove, sink, mini-fridge, table & seating, and bed. It was parked at a trailer park, and I worked at a grocery store across the street. It was o.k. living there, and I really loved not sharing walls with anybody, and I loved it that the trailer was ALL MINE, to do with as I pleased. Sigh. Later on, a friend of mine got kicked out of her place (it WASN'T her fault), and she literally didn't have anywhere to go. She didn't even have relatives she could turn to, because she was from Poland, and they were on the other side of the planet. So what could I do? She stayed with me, and the table was built such that it could become another bed. So I think I have that guy beat by a mile.