Do you ever stop and ask yourself, "What was I doing a year ago?" or "What was I doing five years ago?" Typically it's birthdays or holidays that prompt these questions in me, but some days, like today, I wake up thinking how strange it is that I'm married with three kids, and that gets me thinking about how I got here, which in turn gets me thinking, "What was I doing ten years ago?"
To be honest, I'm not
exactly sure what I was doing on August 12, 1999. I have a pretty good idea I was busy hanging out at the high school pictured above, however, preparing my little matchbox of a classroom for my first official year of teaching. That room was soooooooo small (as the classes of up to thirty-five sophomores or juniors, especially those who didn't have a desk, can attest to) and windowless, but I was excited enough to have my own teaching space that I spent hours covering the walls, decorating the boards, and preparing all the curricula for my incoming students.
What else was I doing ten years ago today? Well, I was living at the "Jam Shack" with four of the funniest girls around, so we were probably jumping on the trampoline in the backyard or eating Corn Dog Ole or watching sock puppet commercials in the basement or hanging out with the black velvet Joseph Smith painting that hung in our living room. Whatever it was, we were having fun. I think I was probably playing tennis and eating out with a boy who owned a gym, too.
Oh, and I had super short hair! That was the summer that my sister and I chopped our long hair--we're talking boy short here, people-- and had amazing tans, thanks to our little trip to the Bahamas and plenty of time poolside. I had just bought my first car, little silver Platty, who is still alive and kicking today, and I had just quit working at the BYU Financial Aid Office, a job I had had for the past six years.
What about you? What were you doing ten year ago?
