Eight???

Is that really all that I have done so far on my quest for new experiences? I have to focus if I am going to actually do 101 new things in a year. But I did experience number eight this afternoon and it has been a long time coming. This afternoon I curled up on my couch with the fireplace going, candles burning and a movie playing while snow started to fall outside and in a brief moment I felt it finally. I love this house, I feel safe in this house and I feel proud to call this MY house. I looked around and realized that I built a life and a home!