This Time Last Year I was...
Coming down from our summer vacation in Iceland where, after months of picking the date, the church, and everything else, my husband finally proposed. Is that kind of how it goes for people though? We had been doing the commute from Baltimore, to London and/or Reykjavik for over a year when I got notice that I would be let go on July 1, 2011 so we decided to get married and started planning, but the, boy, he really made me wait to ask the official question!
This Time Five Years Ago I was...
just starting an amazing job but was crying about my boyfriend all the time because I could feel the end was coming. We had just a few more weeks left, and when I found out that he had been telling his friend how much he needed to break up with me, but wasn't brave enough to do it, well I could just send him a sternly worded email. Dragging out that last month or so was dreadful!
This Time Ten Years Ago I was...
Packing my bags for a trade show in Reno. I flew out west on September 10. It was horrible to be away from home when all of that happened. Otherwise, I was pretty foot loose and fancy free. Cheap rent in a nice house with decent roommates. Lots of nights out with friends. That idyllic single life which seemed so at once horrible (I will die alone down by the river) and wonderful (I am a rockstar!).