The last week's been very strange. I've had some time for reflection and realised how far I've drifted from the spiritual principle of pure potentiality. This was crystalized in a conversation I had with one of the housemates on Thursday night and then reinforced when I was listening to Whitney Houston's 'When you Believe' the following day. I'd forgotton the true meaning of the phrase 'let go and let God'. So I'm back in a space where I am willing to go with my destiny and not try so hard to take control. I have a feeling the fifth housemate will appear soon and won't be anything like I've been expecting; but will be perfect.

We've started to veiw properties and seem to be guided in paths we would have not have chosen (cock ups by estate agents sending us to the wrong properties) but we're choosing to see it as guidance. Nothing suitable presented itself yet - but it's early days.

Decided today that I have to do a poetry workshop soon as I don't seem able to write at the moment - even with all the material I have from doing the development. Going to watch 'The Secret' again tonight.

Just one room left to be let now. I could hardly believe it when a police officer contacted me, interested in letting the room. Not sure if she will take it after she views but it would be really intersting to have the full sent of emergency services represented in the house - and I'm totally gobsmacked by how close I am to my wish list.

We're still finishing off a few bits (external extractor in the kitchen; and now the skip is finally gone we need to hose down the front drive) but it is feeling almost there now. Beginning to view other properties - just testing the water.

I am always amazed when I get communication from people who have read my blog, I am often surprised by who reads it.

The second tennant arrived this afternoon, and as I hand't heard from the Scottish lass he had the second ensuite room. I sat down for a meal with both of them tonight and as I listened to the fire officer and the paramedic I was amazed at how much responsibility these young men carry in their jobs. Their's can be a job of life and death and although mostly they manage to save lives somethimes there is death; and at 26 and 28 years of age they have learned to take it in their stride; to get on with the job in hand and to develop a sense of humour that others may find morbid but which is part of thier way of dealing with things. (Kind of reminded me of working at Glenthorne all those years ago). What else was surprising was realizing that these two young men could meet in thier professional capacity at an incident (at least they'll know each other).

I have another viewing tomorrow from someone who works in the distribution industry. I'm not quite feeling it with this one (but then I really felt it with the girl from Scotland and she didn't take the room).

Call me glutton for punishment but I found myself on the internet looking for more houses last night and found a very promising one which Andrew and I are hoping to go and look at on Monday

My first tennant moved in today. A fire officer. When we first started the conversion I looked at the industries/institutions/services that were in the area and decided that nurses, fire officers and police officers would be ideal tennants. I focused on this throughout the development and planned each room with these people in mind. Imagine my delight and amazement when the first tennant to pay her deposit was a law student (not quite police but legal) the second a fire officer, the tennant due to move in tomorrow is a paramedic (not quite nurse but medical and coming from Wales) and the lady who came to view today is also a law student - moving from Scotland to work in Birmingham but studying at the same law school as the first tennant. I have not believed in coincidences for a while and this has just confirmed this belief for me. It is worth focusing on what you want and believing it will happen.

The last couple of days have been very hectic - still so much to do. Preparing induction material; sorting keys; making up inventories; clearing stuff that's still around the house - can't believe how much stuff there is still hanging around. In a wierd way having tennants is going to force me to be a bit more tidy and organised. That's got to be a good thing.

Its all feeling a bit unreal - but exciting. The electricians are in today doing the testing for the landlord's certificate. The final (hopefully) part of the redevdelopment. And I already have 2 tennants waiting to move in. I started to do viewings last week - of the 3 people I showed around 2 have said yes and I think the other would also have said yes if it wasn't so far from his work. This is very encouraging. They are both interesting people and it will be a pleasure getting to know them. I feel a mountain of paperwork coming on as I rush to get induction folders together and get instructions for using the appliances made up. I'm also wading my way through the changing legislation relating to private landlords (and to think one of the reasons I got out of child care was because it was so heavily regulated and stifling creativity) Still, I guess we have a long way before we get to the same state as Children's Law.

Thursday night was great - nothing special for my friends but fantastic for me to just be out with no workmen to get up for the next day. And I went to the gym on Friday morning. The mucsles remembered and it felt like I had come home. That seratonin stuff really works. I was nigh on bouncing home, buzzing, on a high from feeling that every muscle in my body was alive. God, I hate being unfit.

So, on the brink of new profession and really looking forward to it.