Back to the future meme
from hepkitten
A quarter of an hour ago, I was … ok, yes, playing Farmville
An hour ago, I was … talking to my mom on the phone
Six hours ago, I was … driving from a doctor's appointment in Pleasanton to La Med on College Ave in Berkeley, to have dinner with Peggy.
Twelve hours ago, I was … asleep. I was not supposed to be asleep; I was supposed to be getting a new tire. However, it worked out.
One day ago, I was … um, also playing Farmville
One week ago, I was … talking to Josephine, or possibly watching What Not to Wear
One month ago, I was … closing out Erik's personal bank accounts, and having dinner with my dad and stepmom
Six months ago, I was … at a booksigning for Gretchen Rubin's The Happiness Project.
One year ago, I was … making help videos and taking hula. Erik and I had just gotten back from our road trip to San Simeon.
Two years ago, I was … about to go to the Festival of Chariots in SF (and thus learn the original meaning of "juggernaut") and buy my laptop.
Three years ago, I was … mentally preparing for Erik to start law school. I did not know we'd also be moving that fall!
Four years ago, I was … recovering from co-teaching a week of professional development classes - by far my longest teaching stint ever.
Five years ago, I was … just starting to take bellydance classes after a hiatus.
Seven years ago, I was … making collages again, which was a relief.
Ten years ago, I was … trying to get over my ex-boyfriend
Fifteen years ago, I was … in my first extended collage-making period and inventorying our house in Texas before my mom and I moved to CA. Summer after sophomore year of college, so I would meet Erik later that year or early the following year.
Twenty years ago, I was … 15. It was the summer after my freshman year of high school. I suppose I read a lot.
Twenty-five years ago, I was … 10, and on a road-trip with my dad, stepmom, stepbrother, and stepsister from Houston to SF and back again. In which I learned that riding in minivans makes me carsick. Also, I do believe that was the last time I went to Yosemite. But I might be mistaken.
Note: I'd love to tell you what I was reading at each of these points, but I just do not keep records of these things. Maybe I should - it would probably help me remember those times much better.
A quarter of an hour ago, I was … ok, yes, playing Farmville
An hour ago, I was … talking to my mom on the phone
Six hours ago, I was … driving from a doctor's appointment in Pleasanton to La Med on College Ave in Berkeley, to have dinner with Peggy.
Twelve hours ago, I was … asleep. I was not supposed to be asleep; I was supposed to be getting a new tire. However, it worked out.
One day ago, I was … um, also playing Farmville
One week ago, I was … talking to Josephine, or possibly watching What Not to Wear
One month ago, I was … closing out Erik's personal bank accounts, and having dinner with my dad and stepmom
Six months ago, I was … at a booksigning for Gretchen Rubin's The Happiness Project.
One year ago, I was … making help videos and taking hula. Erik and I had just gotten back from our road trip to San Simeon.
Two years ago, I was … about to go to the Festival of Chariots in SF (and thus learn the original meaning of "juggernaut") and buy my laptop.
Three years ago, I was … mentally preparing for Erik to start law school. I did not know we'd also be moving that fall!
Four years ago, I was … recovering from co-teaching a week of professional development classes - by far my longest teaching stint ever.
Five years ago, I was … just starting to take bellydance classes after a hiatus.
Seven years ago, I was … making collages again, which was a relief.
Ten years ago, I was … trying to get over my ex-boyfriend
Fifteen years ago, I was … in my first extended collage-making period and inventorying our house in Texas before my mom and I moved to CA. Summer after sophomore year of college, so I would meet Erik later that year or early the following year.
Twenty years ago, I was … 15. It was the summer after my freshman year of high school. I suppose I read a lot.
Twenty-five years ago, I was … 10, and on a road-trip with my dad, stepmom, stepbrother, and stepsister from Houston to SF and back again. In which I learned that riding in minivans makes me carsick. Also, I do believe that was the last time I went to Yosemite. But I might be mistaken.
Note: I'd love to tell you what I was reading at each of these points, but I just do not keep records of these things. Maybe I should - it would probably help me remember those times much better.