BarefootinBoston

I just ‘finished’ reading this book called Happy for No Reason.  It was about how to ‘get happy’.  In a way I guess.  Although I skimmed the last half of the book, there was one thing (maybe more, but this one stuck) that made me think.  The author mention all the “I’ll be happy when…”

I find myself thinking this.   I’ll be happy when I have my own classroom.  I’ll be happy when we own a house.  The point was that often times when these goals are achieved, our happiness level doesn’t necessarily increase.  I have to agree that that is the case with me at least.  I kept saying I would be happy when we moved.  We’ve moved and somehow managed neighbors who are just as awful, in different ways (they happen to be moving out today…we’ll see what happens to move in below us now).

So, now that this is something I am aware of, I’m hoping that I cease to use this as an indicator of my happiness and rather focus on what is happening right now that is making me happy.  I am able to stay at home with my son and manage a family on one income.   Although extremely tiring and stressful, it is also so great to be able to say that I am the one who raised my son.