It wasn't terribly big, with the kitchen and the living room sharing one space, a single bathroom and a single bedroom, but it was sturdy, insulated, and all mine. Part of why I enjoy it so much is because, outside of the Ponies I deal with on the regular... most haven't really taken to me. They're fairly cordial, but whispers still get around, and I can feel their eyes. I'm like a prolonged weekly event that hasn't quite gotten finished up yet, like they're waiting for Twilight to find an excuse to get me locked up in stone or blasted away, so things can go back to normal. Yeesh.