Year in Review... Sort of

I guess this is the point where I reflect on the past year and talk about everything I've learned and how I've grown and how different I am and blah, blah, blah. But the truth of the matter is that, in essence, very little of my life is any different than it was twelve months ago. But I did learn one thing: when that psychic in New Orleans told me I'd be marred at 29, he was totally lying. But we knew already, didn't we?

My mental health is improved. Oh, and I stopped working at the restaurant. I'm not dating anyone, really, but that's not any different than normal. I went to Ireland for a friend's wedding and to Disney World with the family. I went to Toronto and Charlotte, NC for work. I gained 20 pounds. I've done a better job at my, uh, job than I normally do. I write sometimes. I'm learning to live on my non-supplemented-with-a-second-job salary. I broke my ankle. I got too drunk and did stupid things. I've been played. Hard. I learned that it's OK to be sad. And it's OK to be happy. And it's OK to be alone. And I'm happy alone. But sometimes I'm not. Which is OK too. I welcomed two new members into my family. I had a pregnancy scare. I stood up for myself. I've become a better listener. I canceled HBO. And signed up for Netflix. I rejoined my old gym. I still have a love/hate relationship with it. Some things don't change. And some things change imperceptibly. And some changes are huge (like my ass). And hopefully, they'll keep changing.

Happy 2010. I hope all your changes make more sense than mine...