I'm earmarking this upcoming year right now as a pretty pivotal one. I consider 2009 sort of "transitional" at best. But now it's time to put up or shut up. I'll be mildly disappointed if a year from now I'm at the same place - physically, geographically, life-stylistically (new word), whatever.
Making money and progressing careerwise is great, but the
hedonic treadmill is still everpresent if you keep that as a base motivation.
Maybe this investing in stocks thing will keep my occupied, or perhaps my recent 200% gain on my investment in
CIIC will be the initial positive that leads me to blow all my future money trying to catch that high again. I do my due diligence though. Just transfer my fire and passion from fantasy football into screening stocks.
Good news / Bad news situation. I now have put up a few decoratory pictures and whatnot on the wall. This is after 1.5 years of living here. Good news: the apartment looks a bit more like it's occupied by a human. Bad news: I might be becoming resigned to the fact I'm going to live here for a while.
Here's one thing I'll guarantee: I won't be buying a house in Houston anytime soon. Peer after peer has been doing this lately. I refuse to put down those kind of roots. The thought of that sort of move almost physically frightens me.
I can only imagine what new obsessions are due ahead for 2010. Who would have thought I would have ended up spending (literally) hundreds of hours listening to 3 Englishmen talk nonsense in 2009 (
The Ricky Gervais Show). Something will come up.
Music has become a top 3 passion of mine over the past year and a half or so, and I don't see that changing. It has really become my Constant in life. Nothing like finding and exploring new songs and bands. Life needs a soundtrack.
I graduated from both highschool and college in the 2000's, so there'd have to be some major epicocity in the 20-teens to match that. I'll be 34 in ten years (knock on wood), and I'm cool with that. The almost 25 years that have gone by already seem to have taken a really long time.
Sometimes I wish I was 28. I see that as a defining age. But I'm gonna try to do some defining now instead. Lay the groundwork for the rest of my life, wherever that may lead.
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