Ten Years or is it Tim Years?
As 2020 was approaching I, along with many others surely got suckered down the nostalgia hole, musing how life has changed in the decade's past. Beyond the fact that facebook has been taken over by boomers and now snapchat and tiktok has turned me into a boomer. It's quite amazing how time in a vacuum seems to drag along, it's easy to say 100 years would take forever yet 10 years gathered moment like snow on a mountain. A simple nudge and its' speed picks up with blinding momentum to think that 10 years from today I'll be 45 edging near 50 almost feels out of body.
At 25 the world seemed so big and the "adults" in my life or everyone's life always seemed to have things figured out. Now at 35 I know "those adults figures" is me now and the secret really is no one has life figured out. We're all out here accidentally taking front facing selfies, hoping our kids don't turn out to be morons and red-faced for calling our new co-worker the wrong name. Basically the shit I was doing at 25 I'm just either doing it less or better at covering it up. Or maybe we just get better at coping with our mistakes. Which leads me to:
For me 2010 was a year to be held up high, second child on the way, moving quickly up the corporate ladder and eating Bennigans monte cristo's like they we're going out of style. Spoiler they we're going out of style. I was "happily" married and eating "happily" to make up for the "happily" I was actually not truly having. The decade began with me being stubborn and at 25 who isn't, it's the grand age of having just enough life experience to feel invincible, batting away the Elders of our life advice like mosquitos on a summer night. What are you talking about i do need a new tv not a savings account, whhaaa my kid isn't getting spoiled i'm just providing, i deserve respect naawww every girl talks to guys like that. But maybe we needed to make all those mistakes they warned us about to help develop who we are or an appreciation of life itself. And over the past decade I made plenty of said mistakes.
I look at myself now and it's hard for me to even imagine who I was back then yet nothing major about who I am has changed. Sure I shed a few pounds, or at least my face has my stomach and chest would argue that i'm one meal away from needing a training bra. I might have a better title attached to my name at work, even at that, working at the same place since I was 16 makes me feel at moments like I'm stuck in some sort of simulation. The major difference in the decade beginning to end is that I get to fall asleep and wake up alone every night but now I get to fall asleep and wake up happy every night. A decade ago the writing was on the wall, I was just too occupied to bother reading it. Instead I waffled through the years getting chewed up eventually landing right where I'm at now. And really i'm sure that's no different than anyone else's decade...
There are numerous achievements from the 2010's that give it a cause to celebrate, my kids not being morons but well adjusted little human beings is a milestone. Myself not being a moron and almost well adjusted as well. Learning how to contour and do a highlight is also right up there. Throw in a few dates so that folks don't think i'm some reclusive loser. Traveling, I did that a decent amount. And honestly being able to go from no gym at all to jogging a few miles to not afraid to get on a bench is something I couldn't even accomplish when I was school aged. Also learning how to use a blowdryer and dry shampoo can't be understated.
What I'm doing now is because of the decade that preceeded it, the hardships and triumphs created the momentum I needed to decide to work on myself. To put the time in needed for the decades to come.
Also as a side note I did post 14 entries to this thing last year that's an average of 1.1 a month so hey that's a win. Not including the numerous i wrote never published and still sitting in the pending page.
So I guess the goal this year is to go ahead and start retelling some stories. Considering this was hardly a retelling of any story. or the decade itself. But really no one wants to hear about how my marriage crumbled with its seedy details or how I ruthlessly climbed up the corporate ladder and all those who laid in wake from it.
or do you?
do you?
OR how about i tell you about the time I went on a date and the girl got so drunk she told me I was the best uber driver she's ever rode with, needless to say I didn't get a kiss good night.
*****
5 stars
Also me from 2010 thinking to myself I have no clue what I’m doing and me from 2019 thinking to myself I got this (only to immediately get on the wrong subway train back to hotel and adding an extra hour to the the already hour drive) see we really don’t have a clue what to do 😂 😆
At 25 the world seemed so big and the "adults" in my life or everyone's life always seemed to have things figured out. Now at 35 I know "those adults figures" is me now and the secret really is no one has life figured out. We're all out here accidentally taking front facing selfies, hoping our kids don't turn out to be morons and red-faced for calling our new co-worker the wrong name. Basically the shit I was doing at 25 I'm just either doing it less or better at covering it up. Or maybe we just get better at coping with our mistakes. Which leads me to:
For me 2010 was a year to be held up high, second child on the way, moving quickly up the corporate ladder and eating Bennigans monte cristo's like they we're going out of style. Spoiler they we're going out of style. I was "happily" married and eating "happily" to make up for the "happily" I was actually not truly having. The decade began with me being stubborn and at 25 who isn't, it's the grand age of having just enough life experience to feel invincible, batting away the Elders of our life advice like mosquitos on a summer night. What are you talking about i do need a new tv not a savings account, whhaaa my kid isn't getting spoiled i'm just providing, i deserve respect naawww every girl talks to guys like that. But maybe we needed to make all those mistakes they warned us about to help develop who we are or an appreciation of life itself. And over the past decade I made plenty of said mistakes.
I look at myself now and it's hard for me to even imagine who I was back then yet nothing major about who I am has changed. Sure I shed a few pounds, or at least my face has my stomach and chest would argue that i'm one meal away from needing a training bra. I might have a better title attached to my name at work, even at that, working at the same place since I was 16 makes me feel at moments like I'm stuck in some sort of simulation. The major difference in the decade beginning to end is that I get to fall asleep and wake up alone every night but now I get to fall asleep and wake up happy every night. A decade ago the writing was on the wall, I was just too occupied to bother reading it. Instead I waffled through the years getting chewed up eventually landing right where I'm at now. And really i'm sure that's no different than anyone else's decade...
There are numerous achievements from the 2010's that give it a cause to celebrate, my kids not being morons but well adjusted little human beings is a milestone. Myself not being a moron and almost well adjusted as well. Learning how to contour and do a highlight is also right up there. Throw in a few dates so that folks don't think i'm some reclusive loser. Traveling, I did that a decent amount. And honestly being able to go from no gym at all to jogging a few miles to not afraid to get on a bench is something I couldn't even accomplish when I was school aged. Also learning how to use a blowdryer and dry shampoo can't be understated.
What I'm doing now is because of the decade that preceeded it, the hardships and triumphs created the momentum I needed to decide to work on myself. To put the time in needed for the decades to come.
Also as a side note I did post 14 entries to this thing last year that's an average of 1.1 a month so hey that's a win. Not including the numerous i wrote never published and still sitting in the pending page.
So I guess the goal this year is to go ahead and start retelling some stories. Considering this was hardly a retelling of any story. or the decade itself. But really no one wants to hear about how my marriage crumbled with its seedy details or how I ruthlessly climbed up the corporate ladder and all those who laid in wake from it.
or do you?
do you?
OR how about i tell you about the time I went on a date and the girl got so drunk she told me I was the best uber driver she's ever rode with, needless to say I didn't get a kiss good night.
*****
5 stars
Also me from 2010 thinking to myself I have no clue what I’m doing and me from 2019 thinking to myself I got this (only to immediately get on the wrong subway train back to hotel and adding an extra hour to the the already hour drive) see we really don’t have a clue what to do 😂 😆
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