It’s funny, but it hadn’t actually occurred to me until recently that it’s the end of a decade. So, not only do I have this year to reflect back upon, but I have a whole ten years!
Here’s a quick n’ dirty recap of my decade:
ONE: The number of life-changing vacations I took. I went to Europe last year with my BFF, and it was my first time leaving the continent and really stepping outside my bubble.
TWO: The number of relationships I had, both being in the top 2 worst relationships of my life.
THREE: The number of jobs I got laid off from. All three times it was due to industry volatility. Also, these companies were more or less high-profile, and I love having them on my resume.
FOUR: The number of cats I adopted. I only have two now.
FIVE: The number of years I’ve been at my current job, which blows my previous record of 2.9 years out of the water.
SIX: The number of different colors my hair has been.
SEVEN: The number of years I’ve been extremely overweight.
EIGHT: The number of different homes I’ve lived in. I used to move so much that my family joked I was running from the law.
NINE: The number of different roommates I had. Only one of them was a Craigslist stranger, and he might be the person who I keep in touch with the most!
TEN: The number of times I’ve said “Next year is going to be MY year!”
The early 30s were very good to me. Those times were, hands down, the most fun of my life so far, mostly due to working in the video gaming industry. I met celebrities, had an article written about me in a local newspaper (my 5 minutes of fame) for putting together an epic concert in town, made lifelong friends, some lifelong enemies, and partied my ass off.
I spent my mid-30s being bitter and angry, having gone through the aforementioned two worst relationships. I was gaining and gaining weight and feeling most out of control during this time. During this time is when I moved homes a lot, and I started embracing a more minimalistic lifestyle after getting sick of schlepping boxes back and forth.
My late 30s got better because of my career. I officially became a Software Engineer, and then a hybrid Software Engineer/Project Manager. I want to keep climbing the ladder, wherever it takes me, and for the first time, I feel like I’m not stuck.
But as age 40 is just around the corner, I feel lonelier. My career is about the only thing I’m proud of in my life at the moment, and I’m determined to make lasting changes in 2020. I’m going to go ahead and say “Next year will be MY year” again because, honestly, if I can’t lose this weight now (within 173 days!) I’m probably just not going to.
In other news, my friend Eliot can’t join me on my trip to Korea. He’s getting married, which is a totally valid reason and, out of all my friends, I might be the happiest to see him get hitched.
But it does throw a wrench in how I pictured next year. I’m not sure if I want to try to go alone still. It would be the single scariest thing I’ve ever done in my life, and although I see that as a good thing, I’m not sure I’m quite ready. I’m going to think about this for a bit.
In conclusion, I’m looking forward to the challenge of flipping my whole life on its head next year. I hope to be writing here 365 days from now as a different person, and I plan to make my 40s the best decade of my life.
The real journey starts now. Thanks for joining me. ❤