One down, 29 years 11 months to go. Ah, the American dream -- indentured servitude to your mortgage. I mean, home ownership! Hooray! Totally worth it, I mean it. Really, I'm psyched.
OK, I'm sure I'm supposed to see the bright side. I mean, I did actually strap on running shoes, raise the heart rate and sweat a bit. But, the seemingly magical time of +/- 25 minutes again was my current running barrier. According to Map My Run, I hadn't saved a running workout since October 5 (you do the math), and while I have ridden my bike since, I very well may not have run since then. So, 25 minutes should be a cause for minor self-congratulations, no? No, not so much. Route below, no I didn't finish it without walking.
OK, I know 2009 is over, but I'm not quite ready to put it to bed, blogolistically speaking. And still to type are my thoughts on the last decade, musically speaking.
But if there was some theme to the last year, spending my hard-earned Benjamins seems to have been it. Off the top of my head, sort of chronologically:
So, 2010, the year of frugality? You'd think I'd slow down with the turning of a calendar page and a 6-figure mortgage, but the new started like the old with a new (well, new to me but really vintage) coffee table and dining table. Eh, it's only money. It grows on trees, right?
But if there was some theme to the last year, spending my hard-earned Benjamins seems to have been it. Off the top of my head, sort of chronologically:
- New dining chairs
- New car
- New sofa, though I can't recommend shopping at Dania
- New laptop (here's a hint, back up your hard drive every so often)
- And the kicker, new house
So, 2010, the year of frugality? You'd think I'd slow down with the turning of a calendar page and a 6-figure mortgage, but the new started like the old with a new (well, new to me but really vintage) coffee table and dining table. Eh, it's only money. It grows on trees, right?
