My first microwave was the size of a Tupperware container. It warmed many a wonderful thing for us. It helped Aunt Rachel make us toffee bars the weekend we found out we were expecting Elaina. Aunt Rachel had issues with its cooking abilities.
My second microwave was the size of a normal television. It could have held the first microwave and then more. It was old and as far as I know is still going strong. It was made very well.
My third microwave is just right. And boy, can that sucker heat! Time will tell how well it holds up.
I was and still am thankful for all three. They were all gifts and each played an important role in our household.
Sometimes the little things suddenly appear large.