I had a plan – graduate with a Masters degree and rake in the millions. The plan withered like a salted slug when my family’s home of 33 years burned down in July of 2012. My parents lost everything. Now, I’m moving back home to help with the rebuilding process and to care for my special needs older brother. Lest you think I’m some sort of so-called “good person”, this blog will be the repository for the bitching, yearning, and adjusting that comes with moving from Orlando to The Middle of Nowhere.