Most of this looks like it was before computers, but it seems to be in really good shape. Even the kitchen floor tiles are well preserved, despite seeming to date anywhere from the 1920s on. (Glad I googled it – had no idea linoleum was invented in 1860!)

I’m not sure what living here would be like, given the odd room sizes. Listing says 4 bedrooms – wish they’d shown them and the bathrooms. While there’s technically plenty of space in the main room to break up (if you choose) I’d hate to lose all that glorious natural light. With that many huge windows there’s a good chance it wouldn’t feel Sea-Tac gloomy even on the cloudiest days. The ivory walls and warm finished wood floors help, too.

Mostly what the building reminds me of is the dry-goods store my great and great-great grandfathers built around the turn of the 20th C. It, too, saw numerous incarnations, including as a post office. One of my fondest childhood memories is of my grandfather letting me twirl out the combination to his post office box on the fancy gold-painted, glass-windowed little door. The building’s still there, though the town’s almost gone.