Until recently I've been happily single/divorced in a two bedroom apartment in which the second room is my workshop. I say, "until recently", because I started dating a wonderful woman who happens to be a fullsize helicopter pilot and she supports my (fixed-wing) hobby and has even expressed some interest in it herself. So how does all this pertain to you? Simply, a place for everything and everything in it's place. Move the airplane off of the dining room table! You'll be happier in the end.