When I was younger I was a real nomad. I never stayed anywhere more than a year or two at a stretch, and suffered from extreme wanderlust ever Spring. That came to a screeching halt when we moved out here into the countryside 21 years ago. I guess it was what I was always looking for.
I joke about never taking a vacation, or that my retirement plan is an early grave, but I can't really complain. Physically speaking, I have a very relaxing life. I live in the peaceful, quiet countryside. I work from home, at the hours I choose, and it's stuff I love doing, even when I'm under the gun. My only real "complaint" is that I isolated myself living in the closet for so long, and living out here makes it a bit harder to get more sociable again. (There is a complete lack of gay bars in my rural county. Go figure.)
I am hoping to finally get my (not so fat) ass to the Fan Club meeting next Spring, though, and finally meeting some of you guys.