My Happiness Project

So I heard there are two types of people on Facebook: Those who brag about how awesome they are, and those who want to share how miserable they are. Too much of either annoys me. In fact, I probably have more people on my "Hide" list than on my actual news feed. I like people who are funny, and a balance of awesome and misery. And who post pictures of cats. But I digress. I started to notice my own posts involving more and more of the latter. Mostly b!tching about work. And in real life, being irritable. Tense. Anxious.

I remembered this saying from the internet that stuck with me:
When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.

Am I happy? Not really. I'm tired and cranky and I hate my life five out of seven days of the week. Do I want to be happy though? Sure!

One day, while pretending to be a librarian at work, I ran across a book that a lady wanted to renew but couldn't, because it was on a waiting list. The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. Reading the reviews on this, I realized I had to take what she says with a grain of salt: the author is also an attorney, Yale graduate, lives in Manhattan, has a nanny, housekeeper... in other words, likely enough money to buy a little happiness.

Still, this book has a few good, if not common sense gems: Make your bed! Clean out your closet! Organize crap! Be nice to your significant other! The author had an epiphany on a bus and wrote a book. I'll write in my blog.

Shit I want to do this year. [LIST]

In no particular order
(3/22/12)

• Write a novel.
• Record videos.
• Take more pictures.
• Drop some lbs.
• Swim with some manatees.
• Have more fun/be more positive.
• Rule #32: Enjoy the little things.
• Make more art.
• RELOCATE!

In no particular order
(1/3/11)

• The Wizarding World of Harry Potter
• Record videos.
• Take more pictures.
• Stop eating. LOSE WEIGHT.
• Have more fun/be more positive.
• Rule #32: Enjoy the little things.
• Work on my website.
• Make more art.
• Learn more songs on guitar! (1/6/11)

Will continue later.

Jobs I would rather have [LIST]

Butterfly farmer - 1/18/11
Autopsy assistant
Phlebotomist
Headphones tester
Graveyard Photographer - 3/22/12

With this blog...

I really have trouble blogging the mundane events of my so-called life. I could try to think of funny (or sad. Really really sad) stories that happen during my day, but everything would boil down to either how much I dislike my field of work, or how much I dislike the people I encounter working said field.

That said, I'm going to attempt to blog a little more frequently. I think I'd rather stick to the funny (I always say that I have to laugh, otherwise I'd cry) but we'll see how that goes. Maybe another iteration of my blog filled with the literary wrath of my fiery hatred awaits.

Otherwise I will stick to making lists of shit if that doesn't work out. :)

Joy likes cosmetics.

That is what Chris has been saying for the past week, all thoughout our glorious 3-day weekend, also while he ordered a Target giftcard with his rewards points from his bank card. Joy likes cosmetics. Joy can buy cosmetics with the giftcard. :-) This stems from me dragging Chris around the county trying to find a limited edition nail polish at a drug store that was never in stock. Also from numerous trips to Sephora, making the back of my hands look like glittery rainbows with color swatches, and asking "What about this one? This one? Which one's better?"

Anyway, I was looking at organization blogs (who doesn't?) and I found one that included a picture of a girl's makeup drawer and her lovely collection of Chanel products, which triggered a memory of dragging my mom around the state (Delaware - we had like, two malls, for serious) when I was younger, looking for a limited edition Chanel eye gloss that I needed, but was also never in stock. So really, I've been dragging people around looking for cosmetics for years! Story of my life!

I miss:

my parents. :-(

Not to get all gooshy or anything, but I love them! I moved away when I got to college, and now I still live really far away from them. I'm an only child and a military brat, so I essentially grew up with Bob and Abbey as my best friends. My parents were young enough to be hip, but old enough to know how to raise kid. Even as an "adult," my parents are way cooler than all my friends parents. I know people with really (really) crazy parents. I know people who don't even like their parents. I love mine and miss them and wouldn't trade them for any other parents in the world. Even rich ones that could buy me lots of useless crap. Yep, it's that serious.

"Crap" Restaurant Names [LIST]

• CRAPplebees


• CRAPspers (Crispers)


• aCRAPolis (Acropolis)


• CRAPabbas (Carrabbas)


• CRAP Outback


• CRAP (Moe's)