New jobs, new apartments and Tennessee

Just a brief update.

Well, I have arrived in one piece with puppies and various suits. I have seen the rental house. Once again I find myself asking why I trust random people to be accurate in their descriptions of property. But hey it's not with my parents, and there are no terrier sized cockroaches, right?

Now on to real issues: New jobs are very stressful. I find myself dreading the Bar prep and "adjustment" period of the new job. I am way out of my comfort level here. As are all us recent graduates from that lovely adventure called law school.

I love my fellow southerners we're such an entertaining bunch of characters. I knew was back in Tennessee when I woke up from the passenger seat at a gas station to look over and see a guy with a shirt that, shall we say was far from covering his formidable stomach, and using the word "ya'll".

My accent is already returning, and only one person has given me the narrowed eye "look" while asking "where are you from exactly?" Then there is the follow up of "Well, you're back here now. That's what matters." As though there is something wrong with wanting to get away from the place your born in. Why would anyone want to see any other part of the world? Just doesn't phase them there's a wide world full of interesting places. Mostly annoying people, but interesting places none the less.