The older I get the more claustrophobic I get. Not literally claustrophobic, but I can't stand clutter. I spend an inordinate amount of time picking up and putting away stuff in my house.

Last time we visited Texas we rented an air bnb for two weeks before staying with my wife's dad for awhile after that. The air bnb had a massive yard with one tree in the middle and a small deck connected to the house. I loved that place. I could sit out there all day. Just a deck and one tree.