I'm in the process of doing research on how to best remodel our master bathroom to include the walk-in closet next to it. I've spent the last two days on the Internet looking at walk-in tubs, wheelchair accessible showers, and any and everything else I can find that would help me decide what to do with this space. DH will leave this up to me, because he knows I enjoy doing it, plus I have a certain amount of skill in this area.
I took three years of drafting in high school, and even drew up one complete set of house plans for a bungalow with a loft, as I recall. I wish I had kept those plans, but I can still see much of it in my head, even today.
But my house plan drawing days go much farther back than that. I never had a doll house, but I did have a large amount of 10 cent store plastic doll house furniture. I distinctly remember a little tiny rubbery baby doll, with a painted on diaper, that would fit in a pink high chair. She was permanently in a seated position, and couldn't have been more than an inch tall. So, without a house for all that furniture, what did I do?
I would go out on the front sidewalk, and draw house after house plan with chalk. Even at that age, I remember including closets and doors. I had a plastic toilet, bathtub and sink, as well as a refrigerator and stove. If I didn't have what I wanted, I just drew it in! All the girls on my block would get together and play house with our chalk drawings.
So here I am, almost 60 years later, still drawing rooms, and loving every minute of it!