I guess I misunderstood the term 'empty-nesters'!

What's the big deal? I keep reading the horror stories from my compatriots here in the Collectors Society about hoping that their significant others don't find out about their addiction and its expense. As Alfred E. Newman used to say 'what me worry?' My take is: 1) you only live once, 2) Uncle Sam won't let us starve, and 3) who needs a house anyway? My wife is a nest-builder with the best of them and I admit it is nice to have a place for the kids and grandchildren to come visit but I really think home ownership is partly a real estate agents mantra to get you to buy into the 'pride of ownership' trap. It is quite obvious that we, as Americans, are spoiled rotten, have way too much money for our own good and have a real need (as Longfellow Deeds said in the classic movie) to 'get back to nature'. Now who in their right mind can argue with that? Also we need to take into account the scriptural reference stating that it is easier for a fully-loaded camel to get through the eye of the needle (a narrow gate entering Jerusalem) than it is for a rich man to get into the kingdom of heaven. Well, obviously I want to go to heaven so I am simply trying to make sure that my wife and I will be admitted when the time comes. With all this evidence in hand and the infallibility of my arguments, when I broach the subject to my 'better half', well, you know it's like talking to a brick wall. Is there no space for logic in the female brain or what? What is a man to do? I've got to run. Hope my wife doesn't find out about my latest acquisitions until after the house is repossessed. What do you think? Do I need help? Anyone know where I can buy a nice used tent? Happy collecting!!