The purpose of our lives is to be happy.

Dalai Lama

I had a special flower delivery at work today.

I’ve been thinking about this quote for weeks now.  It’s so simple, and yet so fundamentally true.  We get this finite amount of time to accomplish this very simple, and yet unbelievably complicated goal.

I may not be ‘happy’ right now; I’m battling my own personal sadness demons, but I have happiness on my mind.  A friend wrote an amazing post on her blog about radical self care.  Anything prefaced with radical scares me, but I’m thinking it’s time to re-examine what that means for me.  What if I made being happy my number one priority?  What would that mean?  How would I do that?

I’m a bit of a responsibility junkie, but I don’t know that I’ve ever made myself or my own personal happiness my number one responsibility.  I think it’s worth a shot.  An experiment of sorts.  What can it hurt, right?

This may be a difficult project, but I started today with the little things: I signed up for classes at a new yoga studio and scheduled a massage.

Are these life altering changes? Nope, but they’re a start.

What if I started everyday by asking myself what I could do to make today happy? And, What can I do to make my life as a whole happier?

I have no idea what the answers are but I’ll take it day by day.

As for today, well my plans for a girls night in Queens were cancelled due to inclement weather, so I’ll settle for playing Just Dance on my Wii and looking like an idiot in the comfort of my own home.

What do you do just to make yourself happy?


Today was a one meal kind of day.  I don’t so much have an appetite right now, but I had promised the girls at work that I’d go out with them for restaurant week.