Shauna Moerke is…

So… I’m moving back to Alabama. Seriously. Yes, seriously. Oh Birmingham, I just can’t quit you. Despite your heat and bugs, you keep calling me back to you. Maybe it’s because your heat and bugs are not nearly as traumatic as Florida’s. Or maybe it’s that you reside in the Central time zone. I mean, staying up till midnight to watch The Daily Show and the Colbert Report? Painful. And sleepiness inducing.

I don’t know how long my torrid love affair with you will last this time, but for now the passion we share will sustain us… somehow. Err, yeah. Enough of that silliness.

Sigh. Let me just tell you that if I can get through this move with out burning all my belongings and avoiding a panic attack I will consider it a success. This will be my 3rd cross country move in 1 1/2 years so believe me when I say I will not be moving again for at least several years. I am moving in January so I only have a little more time to get into trouble. And I would be moving right when I consider the weather to be at it’s best too.

But I’ve been able to do a lot of great things while here, got to hang with a lot of great people, and got to see a lot of the state. Not all of it mind you, Florida is huge, so I guess that means I’ll just have to come back for visits.

However, one thing I won’t miss is this:

Yes, that is a Gator and yes, I was about five seconds away from yelling at the tour boat driver if he got us any closer. Freaked. Me. Out. But I still got a picture.

It’s been real Florida, let’s make the most of my remaining time here.