Just some thoughts on a rainy day and Monday when everything got me down.
I’m going to try doing the math on my own happiness. Then I can objectively determine whether or not I’m leading a happy life. I guess that sounds crazy. It shouldn’t be that hard to know. But I’ve discovered that emotions are like the weather. And if somebody didn’t keep track, we might think the current conditions were permanent, or at least predominant. Maybe overall I’m happier than I think I am.
So at bedtime I’ll rate each day on a scale of one to something on how happy I was that day. Or maybe it’ll be on what percentage of the time I would say I’d been happy that day. And maybe I’ll also chart how happy I am when I wake in the morning…and in the middle of the night. And maybe I’ll keep track of how well I sleep at night, because that’s an indication of happiness, too. (Note to self: I’d probably up my numbers on the happiness scale significantly if I stopped making things so complicated.)
On second thought, I think I’ll just listen to Karen Carpenter.