27 thoughts on “Happiness,”

    1. I am sure that you must have had a few Wallys in your working life. I not only had them but, I learnt from them some good lessons and this is one of them. I think that I am a Wally now.

  1. I agree with “risky” to agree with “idiots” for the benefit of peace and quiet. I wouldn’t compromise my convictions, morals, ethics to keep “idiots” out of my hair. Though maybe I should if they really are idiots. Unfortunately mostly they aren’t.

    A bit of disquiet every so often, calling a spade a spade and not a spoon, doesn’t do any harm. The aimless quest for “happiness” is a fool’s errant. I am content when I am content, even happy that I am content – but to deny that conflict exists to be resolved is to miss out on one of life’s satisfactions: Namely to resolve conflict, finding solutions.

    Diplomat’s greetings,

    1. The trick is to avoid unpleasantness. By walking away rather than get into debates, one does not lose anything except perhaps a sense of having lost an opportunity to score brownie points but, that is a better deal than getting into a verbal duel.

  2. Happiness is a high stress, high adrenaline extreme argument. Nothing could be more exhilarating. But sadly the two grand-toddlers are flying home shortly and I will not be able to continue disputing with them over the wisdom of putting little fingers into a fan.

    1. Scant comfort for your two grand-toddlers’ funny Opa: At least they didn’t put their fingers into an electric socket or tried to dissect the cat.

      Give it a few years and you’ll discuss with them God et al (possibly under the tutelage of Sam Harris and Jordan Peterson). THEN you’ll wish you only had to protect their fingers from the “fan”. It’ll be great. Trust me.


  3. was I happy yesterday – a proportion of it “no” especially when I couldn’t find a certain tool – not a hammer or a paintbrush – but something else that I needed to assist me in my art endeavours…

    however, in the process got to bin a number of things that were past their use by date, not enough to qualify as a minimalist just yet but some gaps appeared…

    but I was very happy when I managed to unscrew a tool that I use in my textile work, which had become stuck on the end of my ironing board for about a year. I had tried the wrench to the plastic knob but obviously not quite with the right wrench. I finally got the tool off the board…

    now the trick is find a new home for the winder so that I don’t spend a proportion of the day looking for it…(although I do have 2)

  4. So funny! If agreeing with everyone, just to avoid acrimony is the way to be happier, maybe I should give it a try! I tend to be too analytical, which ends up looking argumentative! That’s quite close to the opposite of agreeable, I think!

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