Brian and I live in Minneapolis now.
I have a "new-old" job. No more advertising agency. I'm back to my 'roots' in consulting working for a former company that now has a Minneapolis location. I have an office to go to again, no more working primarily from home.
I'm still getting used to "getting ready" for work every day. I do miss the yoga-pants work wardrobe.
I have a driving commute for the first time in 6 years. It's not too bad - 25 min each way approx, and I don't mind the drive. I prefer it to being sardined on the El.
I've taken up swimming (well...attempting to)...I'm currently taking lessons and am getting better at Freestyle. It's all in prep for a longer term goal of doing a triathlon some day (next year, it's on).
I own my own set of golf clubs now.
I got Brian a remote control inflatable shark for his birthday this year. I also got him a new pair of golf shoes that he picked out. I also made him delicious Guinness chocolate cupcakes with Bailey's butter cream via a recipe I found on Pinterest.
I am a Pinterest fan, and have gotten more ambitious in the kitchen, as a result.
I made macarons from scratch. Not a Pinterest find, but made during a French macaron class I took with my friend Jen while still living in Austin.
I painted a room, for the first time ever in my life. It was a lot harder than I expected. It turned out well though. Our bedroom is now 'dolphin fin grey' to match our fancy duvee cover, which is grey, cream and chartreuse.
I introduced Brian to Ikea.
I lost my uncle to Cancer.
I went to the dentist for the first time in 4 years (gross I know. But I really hate going to the dentist). I have one small cavity. I am now recommitted to flossing (as in, I've now flossed for 2 days in a row -- my appt was just a few days ago). And I have my next six month cleaning scheduled. I'm setting several goals based on this date, both related to my teeth and not at all related to my teeth.
I was in a wedding (the wedding of Barrie, one of my oldest and closest friends) in the Bahamas. I consumed several island cocktails during this wedding weekend.
I did not go home for Christmas.
I witnessed a fire in the building next to ours. It was, quite literally, too close to home for comfort. No one was injured.
I flew back and forth to Chicago at least 10 times, not to mention NYC, Boston, Detroit and Minne-pre-move (the other more oft' visited cities).
I turned 32.
And that's not nearly the half of it.