Results of the last 365-day spin around the globe:
> I am 25. TWENTY-FIVE. That’s like, a grown up age. Kick start the quarter-life crisis! Am I doing the right thing with my life? Should I travel more? Work more? Work differently? Drink more? Drink less? Take a gap year, stop what I’m doing, do more of what I’m doing? WHERE IS THE INSTRUCTION MANUAL ON LIFE?
> I discovered red velvet cake (am never going back now). And I made a cake in a jar! Winning.
> Befriended the sweet and lovely Jerusha; she’s been a real salve on the tough times and a sparkler during the awesome times (and she is directly linked to my discovery of red velvet cake). I’m not sure I’ve always reciprocated – but without Jerusha making me chicken soup from scratch when I was sick and miserable, orchestrating amazing birthday parties for me and feeding my leettle brother red velvet cupcakes, this year would have been a far less pleasant one.
> Regardless of my insecurities; I landed a great job with wonderful people where I am paid to perfect a new skill! How awesome is that? Since January 2010 I have quadrupled my salary, working my way up from internship to internship to full time real-person, rent-paying, parentless job.
> With Mission Succexy I have trimmed more than 5cm off various body parts, lost 6kg and can now out run Fit Kelli (on the flats!)
> I met and fell in love with an amazing man, also known as The Boyfriend. I’ve been driving friends (poor Jerusha the most) and family (even my mom is getting annoyed with me) crazy with my constant nattering: “The Boyfriend this…” and “The Boyfriend that…”. But I can’t help myself! What kind of awesome man makes you laugh, gives you fantastic Tim Burton poetry books for your birthday, and deals with All The Crazy in a sweet and caring way?
> I’ve also got the Dexter girls in my life! We meet once a week, drool over Dexter (despite the whole serial killer thing he’s cute!) and share dinner, dessert, laughs and moral support. Thanks for being there, you wonderful people.
> Last but not least, and this hasn’t been a change or a new addition during the last year, but I want to thank my mom and brothers for being consistently wonderful and supportive. Having a weekly breakfast date with Angus keeps me happy and sane, speaking to my mom during highs, lows and cooking catastrophes has kept me content and smiling, and laughing with Matt over anything and everything puts me in a great mood all the time. Thanks you guys for being there for me!
Quarter-life crisis aside, I have high hopes for 25.