I live in a house. I call it my home.
My neighbour lives in a house. But that is his home. To me, it's just a house.
You can build a treehouse, but it never truly becomes a treehome. Why?
You drive a motorhome, but it's never a motorhouse. Why?
A baseball player hits a homerun, hopefully to packed stadium of fans -- a full-house.
But when he leaves the stadium, he's "left the building."
I can have a full house in poker, and a full home if I happen to have a lot of kids.
If I'm doing the dishes, that's housework.
If I'm doing a report in psychology, that's homework.
Alright, enough rambling from me. I'm going to go watch some TV.
Maybe I'll watch, ahem, House.