#300: Knock SD off the Bucket List.
I’ve lived in Cali for over 2 years now. You can probably tell; I’ve lived here for just enough time to call it “Cali”. But, like every twenty-something and new millennial and resilient “young whipper snapper” (my 96-year-old granddad’s words, not mine), I’ve grown accustomed to picking up, selling, moving and readjusting “just like that” every couple years. And being totally OK with it. So in that same kind of “whatever-doesn’t-kill-me-only-makes-me-stronger” cliche-but-true motto of living, I’ve done it again. Picked up my…