And in typical fashion, I'm not doing anything special. Even my parents have bigger plans than I do this year. At some point, I have to wonder where my life went astray. As indicated, I'm not doing anything for New Year's. Lisa has to work till 8:30 and Liz needs a ride to and from a New Year's party. Seeing as every other adult in my house has bailed to do more exciting things, my semi plans to spend it at my in-laws have fallen through.
It's almost cliche at this point to do a year recap, much less the more vaunted decade recap, but one can argue that this opportunity comes only once a year, and only once a decade, so here goes. My 2009 in review, or at least, what stands out from the past year. My marriage to Lisa is the most obvious thing to comment on. Unfortunately despite that, It was kind of a miserable year, spent in blissful distraction of video gaming. I did crank out easily over 75,000 words this year, which was impressive. 2010 should prove to be the year of the revision, which is a crippling and agonizing process. I graduated college, promptly lost touch with everyone from college and barely maintain contact with people who live in close proximity to me. It was a year of surviving, of making bold decisions and coming to regret them. I moved into my deceased grandparents house, only to move out so my uncle could live there for a month. I bought a puppy who I ended up giving away to a family that will do such a better job of caring for him, it's sort of sad he had to put up with me for as long as he did. I've basically gone nowhere since graduating, maintaining the same pointless retail job and continuing to fail miserably at finding real employment. So as 2009 comes to a close, I bid it farewell and pray that the coming year proves vastly better. There are signs certainly of improvement on the horizon, but as remains my constant affliction, no real indication of when such improvement should arrive.
The first decade of the 21st century was a unique one. It makes a unique, bell curve to my life. The end of middle school, leading into high school was good, leading towards the height of happiness and success, at the end of high school and carrying over to the beginning of college. However as the decade wore on and I remained at Holy Cross, things began to slip and deteriorate. So it became less about wild success and more careful, guarded decisions to minimize the eventual failure. In short, I went from boring, to interesting to boring once more. And it is here, at being a boring individual that has no plans this New Year's eve, that I stand, looking back over my last ten years. I have made great strides, but stand far short of where I want to be. In conclusion, I have changed very little, which is the most comforting thing I can think of at the moment.
