I never understood people who buy big houses, fill them with stuff, then spend all their spare time on "vacation" to get away from it.
I've lived in this house since 1983 and we built it all by ourselves, well except for the last 5 months, and there's no place I would rather be. When I go out for any reason, even tag sales that I like to do, I can't wait to get home again. This is my happy place.