A CASA QUE ENCOLHE

"She went on growing, and growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the floor: in another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the other arm curled round her head. Still she went on growing, and, as a last resource, she put one arm out of the window, and one foot up the chimney, and said to herself 'Now I can do no more, whatever happens. What will become of me?'"

É exatamente essa a sensação. Às vezes minha casa encolhe. Você tem alguma solução para aproveitar melhor o espaço? Se tiver, manda foto, conta como faz, divide com a gente?