#fml? No, I don't think so...

I have thought up a new measure of happiness, and like most things that I think up, it's completely awesome.

August 26th... that's the last time I tweeted the hashtag #fml... which means it's been:

62 days since I last really, truly hated everything enough to mouth off about it.

Here's the tweet in question.

I was prompted to look for this by a conversation that I had at work today - a colleague asked me about my life, how I was doing (knowing some of the dreadful shite I've been through this summer). I was able to reply positively. I explained how my marriage has improved, how taking the money problems out of the equation by re-mortgaging was helping remove a stressful distraction, and so forth. My colleague replied that he'd figured things were better, since I seemed so much more relaxed.

Ironic, that... being more relaxed back when I wrote that tweet would probaby have resulted in my life going in a completely different direction. However, other peoples' stress didn't seem to register with (or really matter to) the person I almost ended up involved with back then... which means I had a pretty close call there, I suppose - because with that in mind, that would have been a relationship guaranteed to fail in pretty short order.

62 days without misery; I can live quite happily with that, thanks.

 

Tags: Life, Happiness, Twitter

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