From 1987 to 1994, on Long Island, NY, the home of “the mother/daughter house”, I lived in a one-car-garage-turned-apartment!
It was cozy.
Me too. Loved my garage apartment, lived in it for almost 5 years during the 1980’s.
I own a house on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, but my job is so far from home that during the week, I rent a little, tiny apartment above a garage and I go home on weekends. I LOVE the little tiny apartment...I tolerate the house! :-D Cozy is the right word.