Housekeeping

OK, now that I'm a bit post-rant (geez! Who would've thought I would've become so attached to a possession, for crying out loud!); I haven't really had to deal with much in the way of flooring, as I'm currently baby-sitting a house. One thing that I've become aware of is: I don't really like being in a big house all by myself, all the time. I suspect this is partly due to my urban upbringing, so the 'wide open spaces' likely tugs at the subconscious insecurities of being but a wee speck in the entirety of the cosmos. I find it odd, though, how we humans kind of like being in our small rooms, in our small houses, and find it a bit ?scary?intimidating?frightening? in being exposed to the vastness of nature. There are exceptions of us out there, of course, but for the most part, we tend to like being nestled, coddled, snuggled into our spaces rather than launched out into the grand vistas...