Meme request: I can has a howse.

In a few days, it will be two years since I became a homeowner.  I am dismayed that it's gone from a subject of some fascination for me (it's MY den, and I can shape it how I want, to reflect my personality!) to 'meh, it's my space.'   I'm taking it for granted!   So, thanks to the promptings of a dear friend, joys and sorrows of owning this house.

Sorrows:
...can't think of any.
I'm disappointed that I don't, say, spend any time in the basement studio/creative space that excited me when we were moving in.  I'm disappointed in myself that I'm leaving messes alone, to grow into clutter.  I'm disappointed that I don't go out in the yard much at all, or that I don't go for walks in the fields out back, or ever walk into town.  I'm disappointed in myself that I'm not doing much about getting solar  hot water installed, or taking other energy saving steps.
I still like this house, though.  It's a good house.  I like the look of it.  I like the location.  I like the home it provides for me, millari, and our felines.

JOYS:
the view out the back.  I don't notice it enough, but it's gorgeous.  The cats appreciate it, though that may just be birds.
the peach tree.  I like food from my backyard.
the paved driveway (made possible by a grant from Mom.  THANKS MOM!)
the floors. I still love the floors the previous owner put down.
the stability.  We were able to get a fixed rate, non-sub-prime (does that make it prime?) mortgage.

I need to recover some of the other joys from when we first moved in, the making our world more the way we want it.  We've reached a comfortable equilibrium right now, so it's hard to continue to improve, but the most basic joy, two years ago,was feeling more alive, more creatively engaged in my world, as I faced up to big life choices and made them.  (Grrr!)

All in all, it's a good gig, if you can get it.