Nope. My ability to imagine cool things I’d like to do is exceeded only by my ability to procrastinate getting them done.
Last year, we finally got the garage I’ve wanted for 12 years, and I said, that’s it, that’s the last big thing for the house. Then this winter, DH decided it was time to finish returning the first floor trim to stain-grade. And now it’s 1 degree out, and the house cannot get above 62, so DH went out and bought a FLIR camera attachment for his phone to spot the trouble spots (dude, I have been telling you for years it’s the joist space), and now we need to rip out the baseboards and plaster behind it and see what the heck we can do to get some insulation and air barrier in there. Oh, and I’d really like some raised beds, so the damn rabbits don’t eat all my strawberries, since DH likes strawberry jam so much. And let’s not even talk about the fallen-down trellis that the prior owner let get Jumanji-level overgrown and that I’ve been avoiding for, oh, 14 years.
Obviously, only the insulation is truly necessary. But we have spare cash and imaginations and love our house, so I think it is pretty natural to continue to think of ways we can tweak and improve it.
Of course, you can minimize some of that by buying a newer home, too. ;-). I love old houses, so it really is a labor of love for me. But, you know, you have to adjust your demands and expectations based on what else is going on in your life. We did basically nothing except maintenance and the periodic window upgrade for a good decade there while the kids were young and our jobs were demanding. Now the kids are more self-sufficient, and so my mind is naturally filling up that newly-found empty space with all those thoughts that were deferred — but it’s still limited by the job thing. Once the job goes away, there will probably be a whole new list of stuff I want to do that I don’t have time to think of now. And again, that doesn’t bug me, because I love my house, and DIY is a better way to spend my time than flopping in my recliner or going to the mall, you know?
Tl;dr: No, the job list never gets done. But it feels significantly less overwhelming when you don’t have small-kid duties on top of everything else.