Goodbye 2010. It’s been real, but I have to move on. I just can’t do this anymore. No, it’s not you; it’s me. You weren’t all bad…
I quit my job.
I made a good friend.
I met his parents (even though I was afraid they’d be underwhelmed).
He met my mom (even though I was afraid she’d overreact).
I rocked a fro.
I had yummy bananas foster for breakfast at Brennan’s in New Orleans.
I lost 30 pounds.
I gained 29 pounds.
I flirted with strangers.
I languished over my broken heart.
I pacified myself with real estate porn.
I ignored the doorbell when my house was a mess.
I shoveled my own snow.
I let my mom give me lunch money.
I prayed more.
I barely went to church.
I went to other people’s weddings.
I went to other people’s funerals.
I went back to college.
I didn’t teach my dog sit.
I tried dozens of new beers.
I reunited with old friends.
I learned all about eye shadow on YouTube.
I dreamed of what 2011 would bring!