This is how I refer to the dark, narrow hallway that leads to the bedrooms in the house my parents are about to move out of.
It wasn't until I moved out of my parents' house and lived in other houses that I realized how much a physical environment can affect your life. The house my parents have been living in for 25+ years is an 80s ranch built by a builder that cut as many corners as possible (no vent in either of the full baths, but one in the half-bath...huh?). They moved into the house for many of the right reasons: good school district, quiet street, enough bedrooms, etc.
But when I go to visit my parents these days, I feel claustrophobic because the only place in the house to sit down and be social is in the den in front of the blaring TV. The kitchen is in the middle of traffic coming in from the garage, so I can't comfortably socialize with my mom while she's cooking, or vice versa. There are always people or dogs all over your ass walking in both directions. The kitchen table is stacked with casserole dishes, etc., so dinner is eaten in front of the TV in the den at the coffee table, which I can barely tolerate. I don't like to eat dinner with my elbows on my knees. And a large portion of the square footage of the house is occupied by the formal dining and living rooms, which serve as storage areas. We eat in the dining room once a year at Christmas, but the carpeted floor makes it difficult to move your chair without shaking the china cabinet. There is a back deck, but it's not covered or screened, so most of the year, it's unused. Needless to say, this house cannot comfortably accommodate the growing grandchild population.
Luckily, my parents are moving into a new house in about a month. Their bedroom is on the opposite side of the house as the other bedrooms, so no more tip-toeing into my room after Dad has gone to bed. There is no separate dining/living room, just one large dining/living area with the kitchen overlooking it...so we'll be able to spread out in the space and be social at the same time. The kitchen is not in the main traffic path, so my Mom can work in peace while interacting with everyone at the same time. Plus, I think my parents will be much more at ease in this house because it will be so much more enjoyable to live in, whether they realize this now or not.
While I always look forward to visiting my parents, I have never looked forward to going to their house. I am glad that will finally change.