Good energy.

From 880, you have to drive over two bridges to get there. Once you find the street, you're sure to think, Ew, tract homes. I agree, they usually have no outer personality of their own and only vary slightly one from the other, but what the street lacks in diversity, it more than makes up for in...sweetness. (Struggling to find a word that describes the way I feel when I'm driving down that street, I was truly surprised to hear that word in my head and think, that fits.)

Unlike the street we live on now, which isn't half bad save for the apartments next door, this new street is winding, narrow, groomed and happy. It's obvious that anyone driving (slowly) down the street is either coming home or visiting. No one's just blowing through.

I cannot wait to hold the keys in my hand. Like a giddy new bride, I can't wait to cross over the threshold and put the first boxes down. Our new landlords, Danny and his mom, have such a great relationship and their residual energy is still present in the house. We're their first tenants and really, I love the positive calm that resonates off the bare, white walls. I would love to paint the walls, but nothing much darker than they are now. The white may be boring, but it's also clean and fresh.

More importantly, I can't wait to try something new.

We've been living a certain way and following certain patterns for years now and I think the time is ripe for a change. All of the positive traditions won't be touched-they're obviously working. The things that need changing are obvious and it shouldn't be too hard to make ourselves aware of them, and start on that 28-day path to new habits.

So thankful am I, that an altar of gratitude is one of the first things I'd like to establish in our new space. God is good and I'd like to show thanks everyday.

Must pack now.

Cheers!