My blog buddy Willoughby inspired me to write this. Last week, she had a post like this and I figured since I enjoyed it so much, I might as well do it LB style.
Today is Aug. 18, 2009, and I wanted to take a look back at previous Aug. 18s that have gone by. Although I don't know for sure what I was doing a year ago, two years ago, five years ago, 10 years ago, I know where I was at in my life during these respective landmarks. It's just essentially a random date for us, no wedding/birthday/anniversary attached to it, but it's nice sometimes to pick things at random.
Aug 18 2009. Mrs LB and I are married 10 years. Our daughters are 5 and 3. Yvie is about to start first grade. I'm a freelance writer and my wife is a manager at her LA-based company.
Aug 18, 2008. Our daugthers are 4 and 2. One will soon start kindergarten (and soccer) while the other is set for preschool. Two months ago, I ran my first race, a 5K.
Aug 18, 2006. Our daughters are 2 and 9 months. We've recently gone on a family vacation to Mexico, and while most of it wasn't great, we spent a wonderful day in Mazatlan. I've lost almost 50 pounds since March.
Aug 18, 2005. Our daughter Yvie is 1. Mrs LB is pregnant with a girl. Freelance business is booming. We've put our house for sale and are looking at prospective new homes. Mrs LB works at a hospital 10 minutes from home.
Aug 18, 2003. Mrs LB and I have been married four years. We are expecting our first child. We are hoping for a girl. I teach fifth grade in inner-city LA and am starting to get disillusioned. I probably weigh around 300pounds but I tell myself that I'm at 280 because that doesn't sound as bad. I have no desire to exercise. Next month, we will buy our first house.
Aug 18 2001. Mrs LB and I have been married for two years. We are both trying to finish our bachelor's degrees. We live in apartment in Temecula. She works for a newspaper in San Diego and I work as a substitute teacher. We don't have thoughts of starting a family anytime soon.
Aug 18 1999. Mrs LB and I have been married two months and are enjoying life as newlyweds. I work full time for the same newspaper that employs my wife, but not in sports. I don't really like my job but I'm trying to improve. I've put on weight since the beginning of the year but not sure how much. My guess is 30-40 pounds. I don't exercise.
Aug 18 1998. I've been going to my local community college for a a few years now and getting restless. I think about a change. I work part time for a newspaper in San Bernardino. Later this month I will meet a girl in my journalism class at college. Soon we'll start dating and before we know it we are planning a wedding. I live with my family, and my brothers and I go play basketball every now and then.
Aug 18 1995. I've spent most of this year looking for a job with no luck. In January I was fired from my bank teller job after I was out of balance a large amount of money. I'm getting ready to start attending community college, mostly as a last resort. I don't really have any ambition. I fight a lot with my mom. I don't bother to date because I don't have money or a car.
Aug 18 1993. I live in Mexico. After graduating from high school in June, I came down here. I spent last summer here and loved it so I wanted to come back. I like the simple life here. I work hard and enjoy it. I miss my brothers but we write letters back and forth. I have an open-ended timeframe and am wondering if I should try and stay here for just a few months or maybe a year or two.
5 comments:
I love it! I'm so glad you decided to write a timeline. Were you a little surprised at how much your life has changed? I know I was when I did mine.
Thanks for the shout out!
very nice! I'm afraid to do any reflection because I was pretty messed up in my early 20's.
What a great Timeline! I'm with 5th looking back has too much craziness for me but the forward one Willoughby did was fun too, I might try that one :)
I love your timeline- isn't it interesting to look back and remember how you met your wife? Little did you know ;)
I really like this idea. Interesting.
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