I've been tagged by John over at Grasping for the Wind with a fun meme that asks what you were doing 10, 20 and 30 years ago. Unfortunately I have answers for all three....
10 years ago I was mostly getting ready for my wedding. I had a job in L.A. that I left to come back to Northern California since my husband-to-be couldn't relocate his job as easily as I could. I decided to move back with my parents to save on rent money and I didn't want to live with my husband prior to marriage-- you know to keep it special. I was also scrambling to get a new job which ended up with me back in school to get my teaching credential that I completed soon after we married. All-in-all a hugely transitional time of my life.
20 years ago, let's see, I would have just turned 18. I had been in college for a year at that time and was just starting to realize I was going to have to actually apply myself if I was going to graduate someday. I was working as a waitress at a local Mexican restaurant-- after leaving my oh-so-glamorous job at the movie theatre. I had a lot of fun at this age. I wasn't a partier at all, but I had a bunch of friends that I worked with and we often would socialize together outside of work and had a blast. We'd go river-rafting or just hang out at Denny's at 2am. I didn't have a steady boyfriend at this age so just dated a bit and flirted a lot and got way too little sleep. Good times.
30 years ago I would have been 8. We were living in Irvine California. We moved a lot when I was a kid, I went to a different school almost every year in fact. I liked third grade. We lived in a great house in a nice neighborhood. The problem was that my parents only rented the house and couldn't keep up the payments after the first year-- but oh what blissful ignorance until then. I went to Turtle Rock elementary and I fondly remember a little boy Carl who declared his undying love for me-- at least until his next crush. I imagine that boy was quite the charmer as he got older. Even then he knew that compliments and gifts were a sure fire way to get the ladies. I hope he didn't turn out to be a cad.
I'm sure I'm supposed to tag someone. But I'm lazy, so consider yourself tagged if you want to be.
4 comments:
It is interesting what we comment on. You remember lost loves, and I thought on the books I read or was reading. Interesting how such things define us, no?
It is interesting to look back and see what we remember. I could probably define each age with what books/movie/songs stand out and still bring back memories. But it's the personal interactions that are important to me.
Interestingly, my husband tends to correlate certain times in his life with music of the time or world events rather than focus on what was going on in his life on a personal level. Maybe it's a guy thing.
I love this meme--and agree with john (grasping) that it's interesting to see what you focused in on for each decade. How fun to give us a taste of your life like that.
Thanks Jocelyn
It was fun to look back at stuff I don't think about often. Third grade was actually a really idyllic time, so I liked reliving that.
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