And so I’ve moved. I’ve de cluttered. I’ve reenergised. I still need to unpack a lot of boxes. Personalise my new space. But I love it.
I really truly believed that my old house was my almost forever home so I didn’t expect to feel so settled so fast. I walked through the door on Saturday and knew I was home, at least for the next part of time. And whilst I never really wanted to live in this suburb (those surrounding it, definitely) I think I have found my space.
A cute little village with steam trains across the road and Thomas the Tank Engine out every Sunday. Wow! A community. And I’m loving it.
The drive in and out inspires smiles. Trees and open spaces. What else does the mind require for serenity? Nothing, I would argue.
Anyway, back to unpacking and to sorting out.
I am blessed.