The room, the bloody room....

Walk-through closet next to an elevator shaft...

The elevator is not the worst of it, just lousy acoustics and with it being a rental, little to do.
The apartment is about 500 SQ Ft holding:
24-track Studio-in-a-box.
2 R-to-R machines
Pre-amps in a rack
Digital stage piano and a synth staggered above.
2 guitars and an electric bass.
Dolby 7.1 Surround System
7 film projectors (don't ask)
Plus the usual load of (in this case, very nice) mics, cables, and gack....
And one wife.
I wrote all this because of the whole "wife/life/musician" battle so many describe.
I won't ever have really usable acoustics here, but my wife reads on the couch while I practice bass with my heaphones on 5 ft away. Or I play when I am at home during the days off (I work free-lance, god's gift to musicians. I'll never have a mansion but my sanity may still be there.)
I don't think it matters if it is my little apartment or a palace. If people can't agree on the role of music in their lives, they will fight. Period.
My two cents,
Best,
C.