I've got a portable bench that I wheel into the dining room. The compromise is that I reload my wife's .357s for her. Seems fair to me. I just have to clean up whatever mess I leave behind. The easy way is that I have a raggedy old sheet that I drop on the floor first. Piece o' cake! When I'm done, everything rolls into the closet.
I cast .45ACP bullets from wheel weights. I don't see any leading as long as I don't go all crazy with the powder charge. Same deal with the .357s.
It's entirely possible that I have the best wife in the world.
Well we don't rent pigs and I figure it's better to say it right out front because a man that does like to rent pigs is... he's hard to stop - Gus McCrae