With Dh's retirement approaching, I set out to find us a nice home, with a decent parcel of land that we could do some gardening, and raise chickens. I didn't want a huge amount of land at our age, since it all has to be maintained. The coop was built with ease-of-use in mind, so it would be easier to keep my chickens in my advanced age. With "town" being further away, than where we lived previously, I changed my shopping habits. We have a hurricane season every year. Some things were already here in regards to emergency preparedness for the home, and some we've added. When we moved in here, I set out to make it a home we could enjoy, and be our refuge too. For the most part, I think I've hit the mark pretty good. Like penny, we love our home. Staying home, and social distancing aren't that big of a deal to us.
I have family, and friends, however, that their attitudes about their homes, are that it's a place to "be" for eating sometimes, if they don't go out to eat, for bathing, for relaxing, watching tv, or getting on social media for a bit, for sleeping, and for entertaining in sometimes, but they've never really made it a place they could enjoy "staying" in. Not being able to get out, and about is driving them stir crazy. It's not their refuge. To me, that's sad really.