For the past thirteen years we have lived "on campus" at the school where I work. I am very thankful for that time in our lives, especially as it let us save money for a getaway in New Hampshire. My first shop was set up there, which meant most of my woodworking happened during vacations. But this spring we finally moved off campus and into our own home (just a few miles down the road from my job.)
But once I got things sorted, it is now feeling homey, especially when I have the fire going.
I am still sorting out the lighting situation, and I need to paint and get tool racks up. But this is a good start. Makes me happy.