(My family had a more vacation-y vacation home until about 12 years ago: my dad's parents Irv and Jean installed a double-wide manufactured home in the Coast Range, about 10 miles from Lincoln City, Oregon and on a creek. Basic house, prrrrrrrrrretty spot. A place I really liked to go, sometimes with family, sometimes A LOT of family, sometimes alone. I'm sometimes tempted to visit again, but I know it'd be obnoxious if I did; the current owners wouldn't know me from Adam.)
I got to Dundee this evening, after various chores, cat scritches and TV shows at my usual house (i.e. where I pay rent). I'd been down in this area for a bit when it dawned on me: I was kind of sore. With access to a bath and no one else needing to use the bathroom.
If you'd heard me earlier tonight, the moans would've told you I'd made a good decision.
Make good, comfortable decisions when you can! Like you need me to tell you.