live from D.C. (northern VA)... it's wednesday night!

Okay, so here is the earth... For real though, I'm in Fairfax now and after a serious freak-out I'm settling in and loving it. I'm working with two super-cool interns - Paige and Neil (Neil is the king of blanket statements and logic-free thinking). We have had a lock-in (and i left a kid at the building, quite a fun story that perhaps I'll share at a later date), lunches, a cowboy (oplin) themed graduation party, and I am currently in the middle of a girl's sleepover. Next time I decide that a weeknight is a good idea for a sleepover, somebody remind me that my chaperone base all have to work the next day - as do I. Last week I went on a picnic at this place called great falls - it was super fun. There is a big sign there that says "if you fall in, you will die" - which is kinda pessimistic if you ask me, i think it should say "if you fall in, the percentage is very high that you will sustain serious injury that could possibly be life-threatening" - but that doesn't fit on a sign very well, nor is it very memorable. For a while I've been picking out paint colors and desperately trying to get rid of the "hospital room/it's a boy" blue that chris had painted my office (and judging by the macaroni and cheese vomit color that he had painted neal's office chris should not be allowed to decorate or dress himself without adult supervision of the female persuasion) Anyways, we went yesterday and bought khaki, red, and dark brown and painted my office - it looks so good, and I am now determined to get rid of the disaster that is Neal's office - but only after I man-handle the train wreck that is Chris' filing system. I'll save my musings on Wegman's (a super cool grocery store) for a later date. For now, here's to late nights, long hours, and lots of traffic. I love this town.

movin' on up

The last of my stuff is in boxes... I'm officially moving. I have packed and sorted all week, I have found several appliances and furniture new homes, and I will pull out of Abilene for permanent on Saturday morning. While I'm excited about the new job and DC, I officially have cold feet and am totally freakin out about having to leave all of my friends (or perhaps the idea of being an adult is what scares me, and the friends seem like a more sane excuse for wiggin' out). Whatever the cause of the freak out - it's here. It just hit me in the last week or so that I will never again live in the same locale as these people I have come to know and love (some longer than others)... and I'm not okay with that. Perhaps Jen was right with the diagnosis of separation anxiety. So, as I embark first to Memphis and then on to Fairfax I'm hoping that I become less freaked out and more excited... Some change is good - and I get to live in a place with good politics and even better shopping, so not all is lost.