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Living in Cubes: When a Shared Space Brings Challenges

 

Living in a shared flat can be a great way to save money and create a sense of community. However, navigating shared spaces and respecting boundaries can be challenging, especially when unexpected situations arise. Here, I want to share my experience of living in a partitioned flat, where a series of twists and turns impacted not only our comfort but also well-being of a baby.

The initial setup seemed manageable. Two bedrooms were divided into two partitions each, with the 2nd room having half space for the living room, with access to balcony where some people dry clothes. The big living room was partitioned into six separate units and I have stayed in the biggest one since we transferred here. This created a unique living situation, but it still functions as a shared space for everyone, wanting to save on costs of living.

According to 'The Shared Housing Option',

Expensive cities can be more affordable in groups.
Yes, true, particularly these challenging times.

However, things changed when a couple's baby arrived, as the mother's mother and sister also came, and surprisingly a 2-year old baby boy also is being nannied. We were not used to being awakened by a boy's noise -- which I fully understand -- being a mother and grandmother myself.

Now, imagine the heat in the Middle East. This already compact living situation became stifling with six people crammed into a single partitioned room, Their  bodies and combined belongings occupy not just their room but also the living room and balcony, which further restricted shared common spaces, supposedly for everyone else.

I don't feel bad with anyone of them. I just see another struggle and plight of overseas workers. The most concerning aspect, however, is the baby's incessant crying. Trips to the hospital added to the family's worry, and mine, even if I am not a relative. While empathy for the family is natural, the endless crying hints at a deeper issue. It could be discomfort due to the cramped room, the heat, or even a medical problem.

The lack of proper ventilation / cooling fostered the growth of mold on their room's ceiling and walls.  In this place's scorching climate, mold can thrive, posing potential health risks for everyone living there, especially the baby whose developing immune system is more susceptible. Mold exposure can cause respiratory problems, allergies, and even worsen existing conditions. I already reminded this to the grandmother, who looks open-minded.

This situation highlights the delicate balance required in shared living arrangements. While respecting each other's needs is crucial, the health and comfort of everyone,  particularly the baby's, should be a priority.

I don't mind other's business but I hope and pray that they will consider the possibility of relocating to a more suitable space, and prioritize everyone's -- particularly the baby's -- well-being and comfort.


Meanwhile I passionately make plans for something else that will be good for my health and bring me inner peace.

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