it was past time for me to lace up and hit the streets in my new city. yesterday, this lovely Swedish woman told me her favorite route in Queen Anne so this morning I got after it. and OH MY GOODNESS, it was spiritual. seriously. i smiled and cried and had to change my music from Usher to City Harmonic the route was so divine. Queen Anne is a very hilly place, and i mean big steep hills where you think your car might flip, more like San Fran, but the Sweed was right on this was the perfect loop to keep you on the perimeter with unbelievable views of the water, mountains and city and very few hills. thank heavens.and i totally fell in love with this neighborhood. please please magic house in our price range open up.
i actually stopped on my run to grab this pic
i came in with tears and Stephen smiled, he is always good to be happy for me. i put the praise mix on the speaker and invited them to join me dancing around our teeny one bedroom while the song finished. it was a great start to the day.
and i have a feeling we'll have a great finish as we are awaiting the arrival of our buds Jon and Jaz, but I think it's best to leave the remainder of the day out of it. it was straight-out stress and anxiety. in between these surreal moments it sinks in that we are so totally alone and without a landing pad. i always disliked the term nesting around pregnancy but if there were every a time i actually understood it, it would be now, i am dying to create home and place. patience, i know, there is plenty of time, but i am just saying for the moments inbetween it wears on me. the hours are waning before Stephen will begin his new adventure at work and I am tackling homelife in this joint.
so i close this very very quiet friday night with a glass of wine and trust tomorrow is a new day, my friends will be here, and new days mean more to discover in this new place.