Tuesday, October 03, 2006

I didn't realize I was that boring!

Then again, look at the title of this blog....

Found at Jody's Raising WEG, Nancy's Blog Pourri and others. (Hope I'm giving proper credit/linkage. I'm still new to the blogosphere and not up on all the etiquette.)





You've Changed 20% in 10 Years

You've hardly changed in ten years, from your lifestyle to those very retro clothes.
And unless you were really ahead of your time, you probably need to acquaint yourself with the modern world!











Funny, because I feel like I have changed a lot in 10 years. I'm going to cheat and look at the past 11 years:

1995: graduate from Big University
1995: start first post-degree job, meet Mr. Chili

1996: after being friends for a long time and realizing I really like this guy, ask Mr. Chili out & start dating. Realize just a few months later that I really love this man.

1997: Mr. Chili asks me to move in with him

1998: receive my Professional Engineer designation (Oooooh - more letters after my name!)

1999: buy first new car together

2000: buy first house. (Way more stressful and scary than getting married.)

2001: Mr. Chili proposes

2002: get married (perfect ceremony & reception). Go to Australia for 3.5 weeks on our honeymoon - the most awesome trip ever.
2002: start trying to have a baby

2003: get the best birthday present ever - first positive pregnancy test. Cancel laparoscopy that was scheduled because it's been a year since we started*
2003: Little Chili is born. Most amazing moment of my life. A year of depression, pain and "challenges" begins.

2004: Back to work, part-time. Love it. Best of both worlds.

2005: Forced to resume full-time employment. :(

2006: LC stops nursing. We made it 2.5 years. This is (trust me) an amazing accomplishment.
2006: My employer of seven years announces that they are closing down the office I work in. I am out of a job.
2006: Decide that maybe, just maybe I want to have another baby. Experience the awesome shock of hitting the jackpot on only our second month trying.

* Small potatoes in terms of TTC duration. But it felt heart-breaking at the time. I classify myself as "sub-fertile", and Mr. Chili too. But that's another story for another time.

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