So it’s now 2010 or twenty ten as they say. I’ve been in NYC for almost 15 months. As you can see in the copious posts below this one, I’ve painstakingly documented my transition and adjustment to life in the big city.

That’s the thing. All this transitioning and adjusting takes energy. I’m old now; I don’t have energy left over for writing. Plus, I’m lazy and this takes effort and stuff.

So I’m sitting here in my new apartment (we just moved to a new apartment). I hear the R train below 4th avenue and I’m TRYING. Trying for you, trying for me. Mostly for me.

I’m not going to whine and pine for the things that I wish I had written in the last year, nor will I make some empty pledge to write more. I’m writing because the mood struck and I hate admitting that the weekend is over by going to bed on a Sunday night.

I will hit some 2009 highlights that I can think of. Ahem.

btw, I can hear someone throwing up outside

• I received a promotion at work. So that’s nice. Riverbed is a good place to work. I can’t believe how much I lucked out with this job. I owe kkjordan more than just a vodka/redbull or two.
• I finished 3 of 4 levels (currently taking 401) of the core improv curriculum at Upright Citizens Brigade theater. A group of people that were in my 101 have now become my friends and we’ve taken all our classes together and are in an improv group together. Besides moving and settling in the new place, this is pretty much my only extra curricular activity. Well, that and paying outrageous prices for food and entertainment
• I lost 35lbs. I’m not where I want to be yet, but for once I didn’t get all gung-ho and burn out after a few weeks. I did it by making small adjustments over a period of time.
• I played fantasy football in the office pool and cared about the NFL for the first time ever. I still came in last.
• I love love Indian food.
• I repaired the dryer, a major household appliance.
• M and I went upstate to a bed and breakfast in Cold Springs, NY for Christmas. It was nice but also weird to not be either at a parent’s house or my own for Christmas.
• M lost her dad and I lost a friend and former boss. 2009 was a crazy year for deaths, y’all.
• I still haven’t been mugged.
• I am continually amazed at the stunningly beautiful and unspeakably ugly people I see on the subway.
• I’m pretty much just making stuff up now.

I’m certain there are other stand out things that happened in my 2009 and I might think of them later.