How to be happy

Don’t compare your life to the lives of others

I hope that this topic isn’t something that lots of people will identify with, although I feel that too many will.

Most days, I wish that I could rose tint my world to keep me safe from my trouble and pains. I’m not depressed, although I do have a genetic predisposition so it’s something that I keep a very close eye on. I wouldn’t say that I am unhappy. I just wouldn’t identify with being happy.
Most days I’m pretty cranky, whether is because I have to do the dishes, because it’s too hot, because we’re somehow surviving one one meager income or because I am frustrated with spending my days at home and not seeming to have a clear goal or direction for myself.

These are all things I CAN change

There are some things in my life that make me unhappy that I can’t change, but I can change how they make me feel. I haven’t figured out how to change the way they make me feel, but I’m working on it.

There are a lot of positive affirmations out there and lots of people who will tell you how to be happy, and to be honest, all of that bugs me. I hate being told how to do things or how to feel.

I honestly, for myself, feel that to be happy, I have to allow myself to be happy. I could hold on to my negativity and stop anything and everyone from improving my outlook, but that takes too much energy.

Being unhappy, is much harder than being happy.

So I promise that I’ll try and let the things that do make me happy to consume me. My daughter, my step-daughter, my husband and the fact that I am 23 and if I’m lucky I have plenty of time to sort things out. I’ll also keep in mind that someone else’s happiness is not my own, and I am damn happy with my life.

I apologise if this post is a little disjointed, but its very hard to write about inner turmoil and keep it light and readable. I am sorry if this is neither.

How do you keep happy and on top of life?

Really? It’s been just over a month?

Oh why hellloooooo almost forgotten blog. I put in a pretty solid effort, I think, of ignoring you for a month.

It’s time to dust off those cobwebs though as I have been inspired!

How have you been people of the internet?
I have a question for you. Since having children, what are five things that you struggle to do?

Mine are as follows:
1. Clothes shopping
2. Drinking
3. Have ‘me’ time
4. Have ‘friend’ time
5. Focus on important self-development things

I would love to hear yours! Don’t stop at five!!

Instead of working on my job application…

…I’ll blog!!!

Are you happy? Are you satisfied? How long can you stand the heat?

I am listening to Queen as I write this, so lyrics may intermittently appear.

If you don’t live in Brisbane, or most of Australia at the moment, then you may not be aware that we are experiencing some real Summer weather. Last week had some pretty high temperatures. Brisbane didn’t get up to 40Deg Celsius, but it was pretty humid and hot.

Our air-con has been getting a bit of a workout during the last week, and we’re going to feel the financial results of that in a few weeks.

Dynamite with a laser beam

So the other day when the temperature was predicted to hit 40 (it didn’t, but it was damn hot) I didn’t want to keep the girls entertained in the bedroom (where the air-con is), so I planned on heading out to GoMA for the umpteenth time these school holidays.

Kids and TV

I will be perfectly honest with you. Up until yesterday, my children watched far too much television. I justified it being on in the background when it’s just my 16 month old daughter (little one) at home because she is hardly watching it and only gets sucked in to the odd show. But my 6 year old step-daughter (bigger one) will lounge for as long as you let her, with the shows aimed at 1-4 year olds chirping away on the TV.

Children don’t save terrible for turning two.

My friend and I came to a conclusion the other morning.

We believe that our children have not saved their terrible for their second birthdays.

Master 12 months and Miss 16 months have screamed in public, broken things, refused to eat and thrown their whole bodies into a tantrum.

I was under the impression that one was a lovely year and I had a wonderful year with my sweet little angel pie before she turned into a Terrible Two-year-old.

Now either we were grossly misinformed or a lot of people have been lying by omission.

Did you know (before you had one) that one year olds love a good tantrum?

I think it’s high time that we made this common knowledge. Poor little two and three year olds getting all the bad press, when really, they’ve been giving it a good go for months before their second birthday!

Tantrums aside, my sweet little girl is doing most of the hand actions for Incy Wincy Spider and it’s very cute.