Last I wrote on this blog, I was in Phoenix. Well, I'm not in Phoenix anymore, toto! Not even in Dallas (which is where I spent Christmas) Or in Tallahassee- where I was living. I'm in Arlington, Virginia. And working in Washington, DC. The move has happened, the first 2 weeks have come and gone, and here I am. Finally coming around to the blog to post about it. I left Tallahassee on January 11th when I drove to South Carolina for the halfway spot. I was able to celebrate my grandpa's 86th birthday with him (complete with his favorites: pizza, butterfingers, and pepsi) then headed up the next day with my aunt to Arlington, VA. After the fire my aunt had driven down to Tally to help me go through my stuff that had been pulled out of the ashes. When she left, we had loaded up a few bins in her car to store for me until the move. We both drove up separately and about 10 minutes away from the apartment, I began cheering in my car. Not because I was close, b...