Well, I'm here.
Daniel and I drove to Atlanta in the midst of a terrible ice storm, but we made it. Not only did we make it, we pulled into our apartment complex and promptly unloaded the entire 17' U-Haul by ourselves. Our new two-story apartment went from completely empty to chock-full of Erin and Daniel within a matter of hours. We're still working towards organizing the final few boxes of miscellany, but we're almost done.
It feels strange, but it feels amazing. I'm here, I'm home. I love this city, despite it's HORRENDOUS drivers, and the slower pace that comes along with living in a southern city. Our apartment is great, our new jobs will be great, and the people we have already spoken to since we got here have assured us that we will feel welcomed and happy throughout our entire stay in this place.
I want to thank my parents, mostly, for our success in getting here. Without their financial and emotional support through all of the crappy stuff that kept happening to us, we never would have made it. Literally, they paid for the truck that housed all of our stuff. They never cease to amaze me when it comes to supporting their children, and this is just one testament to how much they want to help us succeed. Mom and Dad, you guys are seriously the best. I could not have asked for better parents.
I will be sure to post pictures of our apartment when everything has a place, but until then, I hope everyone has a Happy Valentine's Day. Much love, everyone.
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