My Meat Locker

I recently moved from a big city to a really small city. That has been an adjustment! I went from having every choice available within 5-10 minutes, to having very few choices. And by choices I mean shopping, restaurants, and entertainment.
We are renting a house while my husband finishes his masters degree. The house is an old ice house and the first grocery store in the area. Our door is in the back, it used to be the loading dock. Our living room used to be where they stored the ice. The room is really tall, there are 19 steps to get to the upstairs. Upstairs the side walls are slanted like a barn roof. That is fine everywhere but the showers. I can't tell you how many times I have hit my head on the side of the wall.
But my favorite part of the house is the meat locker! I mean it is literally a meat locker. They have taken out the refrigeration unit, but it is still in its original shape. Th floors are old wood and the threshold is rounded from 100 years of workers. There is a notch in the door, where they ran the slabs of beef into the meat locker to cut it up. I still have the meat cutting table-it is my craft table.
What I love about this room besides how cool it is and the awesome door, complete with blue metallic paint, is all the storage space it gives me.
I left a full sized house with and over-sized 2-car garage, and I have 1 room to fit my garage, fruit room, and storage room. Thank heavens for my meat locker. It holds all my stuff.
This week I did my monthly grocery shopping, and case lot sale shopping. This gave me a chance to re-organize my food. Man! I love a full and organized shelf!