Oh, I love where I live.  It was a lifetime dream for me to live on a boat, and I realized that.  However, and this is the big however--the area I live in has been one of pleasure for me always, but the boat I chose to buy was with the promise of help from a friend who broke promises and kind of left me "stuck" with a huge project boat.  I learned to love my boat for who I've become from living on her and working on her, and now she's the "home" I've always wanted--one that is inviting and comforting to myself and my children as well as those around us.  I consider the sky my ceiling, the ocean my floor, the neighboring hills my walls, and the local islands my backyard.  Nature fills and sustains me--on my best days there is such an abundance I can effortlessly share.  On my worst days, there are glorious sunrises/sunsets and if that's all I 'have" I am still very lucky:)  But, it had to be a mindful choice to move forward and not let disappointment sour my experience.