How Happy Are You?

Ok, this is turning into a bit of a running-theme but anyway. Enough of moaning about other people's grumpiness, I have enough of my own most of the time!!

I had an experience this week that really spooked me out of my grumpiness. I am a bit of a one for moaning, especially recently, but when you reach a moment where it seems you are in danger of losing all that matters, it really makes you realise how good things are. I mean, things here are great - I have a great job, great colleagues, some really solid friends, a cute apartment, and I have control over my lifestyle, I have choices, possibilities.... if there's a weak link it's simply the fact that I am not trying hard enough.

At any rate, none of the things I regularly moan about are anything like as painful as realising that I might risk throwing all the great things away just by not being grateful for them.

I dunno if that means I am settling in, or what, but I guess this marks the end of my quiet little strop at life. It's the same life, the same ups-and-downs, but I have a feeling that a positive outlook could dramatically change the way I live it.