A single meeting can drag on for hours. Days last forever. And weeks seem like they will never end.
How is it that a decade can fly by so quickly?
By my estimation decades are about 10 years long (feel free to double-check my math). That means the last ten years accounts for approximately 1/8 of my life (if all goes well).
I’m starting to get the feeling that I’m living on borrowed time (my life is half over… I hope it wasn’t the good half).
Before the inevitable happens (I’m crossing my fingers that my Evil Spawn doesn’t put me in a nursing home… or a crate), I want to acknowledge how things have changed for me since the good old days (the year 2000).
I was a punk teacher who thought I had all the answers. Now I’m a punk school administrator who realizes that I don’t have any answers (and barely know all of the questions).
I coached a high school varsity boys basketball team. Now, I coach 3rd and 4th grade girls.
In 2000, I didn’t own my house, truck, a suit, or have any investments.
I believed athletes were honest (steroids), hard-working, and good people (sorry Tiger, but I’m still heart broken).
I trusted politicians.
Buddy the Dog didn’t rule my house (that I didn’t own).
I was a year away from meeting the Evil Spawn.
And hearing my wife curse like a sailor during childbirth.
I didn’t have a Master’s or Specialist’s Degree.
I had never been to Florida, Texas, California, Colorado or basically anywhere. Mainly because I had never been on an airplane, in a cab, or on a train.
I didn’t have a passport.
Or a cell phone.
We had a computer (that was huge), but it was slower than the phone I now carry around in my pocket.
I used to read the newspaper and look forward to the mail arriving.
I was newly-married (and yet my wife hasn’t aged a day in the last 10 years… yes, she reads the blog).
I hadn’t written a blog, read a blog, or heard of a blog.
My big concern back then was Y2K, not the Swine Flu.
Gas was cheap, but I never thought about it.
I spent my evenings watching TV, not working on a laptop.
I had a credit card, but no money to pay it off (because every cent went to student loans).
Any maybe the biggest thing… in 2000 I had absolutely no concept of time. I didn’t think about the future. I didn’t think about anything.
Oh, how life has changed. So quickly, in such a short time.
It makes me wonder what I’m about to face in the next decade. What we are all going to face.
In the world. At school. In our personal lives.
For me, the next 10 years means I will celebrate my 50th birthday (how is that possible?), my 25th anniversary (what was she thinking?), and my daughter’s high school graduation.
My biggest hope for the next decade is it goes a little slower than the last one.
And I don’t end it in a crate.
Note from wife… Newly married? We got married in 1995. A half a decade prior to 2000. Does that still qualify as “newly married”?