I firmly believe that people choose to be happy in the general sense. Some people are better at this than others. It isn't about your circumstances, it's about perspective. I am not happy by nature like my boyfriend. I have to work at it. Case in point, my Roomba! story from yesterday. When I came home to that mess, I did not immediately see the humor in the scene before me. Actually I was pretty upset. I could have let the event ruin my entire night, and that of my boyfriend by association. But instead I thought about my blog and what a good entry this would make. As I was scrubbing the mess off the floor, I started thinking about what I could write and how I could make it funny for readers. Before I knew it, I was smiling. Yes, I was actually smiling with shit on my hands!! By the time my boyfriend arrived home from work, the floor was clean and I was cheerfully reading my blog to him. It may not have been intentional (this time), but I chose to change my perspective about my situation. Instead of being upset, I chose to be happy by finding the humor in the situation. And the really great part was that I not only salvaged that night from being a major downer, but I also made a few friends laugh with my story.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Happiness is a Choice
I firmly believe that people choose to be happy in the general sense. Some people are better at this than others. It isn't about your circumstances, it's about perspective. I am not happy by nature like my boyfriend. I have to work at it. Case in point, my Roomba! story from yesterday. When I came home to that mess, I did not immediately see the humor in the scene before me. Actually I was pretty upset. I could have let the event ruin my entire night, and that of my boyfriend by association. But instead I thought about my blog and what a good entry this would make. As I was scrubbing the mess off the floor, I started thinking about what I could write and how I could make it funny for readers. Before I knew it, I was smiling. Yes, I was actually smiling with shit on my hands!! By the time my boyfriend arrived home from work, the floor was clean and I was cheerfully reading my blog to him. It may not have been intentional (this time), but I chose to change my perspective about my situation. Instead of being upset, I chose to be happy by finding the humor in the situation. And the really great part was that I not only salvaged that night from being a major downer, but I also made a few friends laugh with my story.
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ReplyDeleteBlogs are great stress relievers, aren't they? Mine make me sound like the world's most horrible person, though. Hahaha, not everyone finds me funny, but its how I find the humor in things. I thought the roomba story was a classic, I had to call and tell my mom. I'm glad it didn't ruin your night... or your floor. hahahaha! I hope the Punisher didn't ruin your night, either, by the way. HAHAHA. Wow. Great movie. Great.
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