Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013 in Review and Resolutions Recap

2013 is almost over. Can you believe it? Here's a quick rundown on how my year went:


Crappy things that happened to me in 2013:

My car was stolen. 

My purse was stolen.

My aunt died.

My grandmother's cancer came back.

I got laid off two days before Thanksgiving.

I had to cancel my vacation to the lodge on the lake in the mountains.


Good things that happened to me in 2013:

I turned 21 and started drinking!

I read Harry Potter for the first time. I'm only in the fourth book now, so no spoilers!

I got two bonuses at work. Ya know, before getting laid off.

I discovered the music of Passenger.

I started a new blog.

I took my brother to the zoo for the first time.

I took my brother to Washington DC for the first time.

I voted for a political candidate I loved.

I got awesome car insurance on my new ride for mega cheap.


Now, let's discuss those New Years Resolutions I made a year ago.

1. Learn to Drink
So far I have learned vodka is only good when icy cold, tequila is best in margaritas, and if you put Captain Morgan in diet caffeine-free Dr. Pepper it actually tastes like Dr. Pepper again. I haven't been hungover yet, nor have a been drunk drunk yet, but I think I'm okay with waiting to experience both of those situations.

2. Find a Boyfriend
This backfired. Had it not backfired to me, myself, it could quite possibly have been hilarious. Let me share with you the story. I had a crush. For, like, two years. My crush left for nine months. When he came back for a weekend, we went out for coffee. When he came back for good I asked him to go check out the meteor shower with me (dark, stars, blanket, field...I thought this had romantic potential). He called me an hour before we were supposed to meet telling me his recently-extracted tooth was killing him and he didn't think he'd be good company. Then I didn't hear from him. Then I heard he had a date with my nemesis. And I fell apart. And then I waited another month or so and asked him (via text) if he was seeing her. He said no. I said, "In that case, do you want to come over for dinner and a movie?" He said yes. We were both busy, though, and had to schedule this almost two weeks in advance. The day before the date we talked on the phone. He was still coming over. The day of the date, two hours before the date, he texted me to say he had to go visit his sick grandpa. I told him to let me know if he needed anything and that we'd reschedule. That was the last I ever heard from him. That was over two months ago. I have since discovered my nemesis was sleeping with him and he told her that I asked him out and she told him not to go. I have decided that he is a scumbag unworthy of my time and that if anybody ever wants to accidentally key my nemisis's car I would be okay with that. 

3. Save Money
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. No. See, I actually had a lot of money. I had twice as much money as I started with. Then my car got stolen. Then my insurance company screwed me over. Then I had to buy a new car. With all my savings money. I now have a good 20% less than I started with, which sucks, but I'm still plugging along and putting away the money I can.

4. Keep Tabs on Money
This also flew out the window when my car got stolen. It's kind of depressing to watch all your hard earned and painstakingly saved money get ripped out of your hand by a scummy used car dealer. So I stopped writing down where my money was going. I still kept tabs on my bank account religiously to make sure I was well in the black and now wackos were using my cards, but I was much more passive about tracking the second half of the year.

5. Get Out More
This was a total fail. Like, total. You know what the opposite of getting out more is? Being unemployed and living on your couch in your jammies at least 50% of the time. Now, I'm not complaining, I like my jammies, but I should probably make a more concerted effort to leave the house in the future.


Ordinarily this would be the part of the post where I ask you how your new years resolutions turned out. Instead, I am going to ask you to (please) post your most discouraging boy story for the rest of us to laugh at. I could use some company feeling like an idiot in the romance department.

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