Question: I'm a woman who has achieved a fair amount of professional success for my age (more than my friends have at least), I'm in business school, I have a nice group of friends to go out drinking with on weekends, I can buy things that I want, and I even have a cute apartment. People are jealous of my wonderful life, but I'm just not happy! Why?
Answer: Whoa there hot stuff! The Answer Meister is also a successful woman, and I think that going to b-school is a badass move. Good for you. In fact, from the limited info you've given me, I see a lot of myself in you. However, I also suspect that you may be barking up the wrong tree looking for happiness, as I once did. The way that I measure happiness today is by the number of people I can have a genuine conversation with. While I know a lot of people who I enjoy talking with and going out with, I count among my friends only the people who have my best interests at heart. There is nothing wrong with buying cool gadgets and pretty clothes, but none of the material stuff stacks up against a friend who wants to hang out with you just to talk with you, not to check out members of the opposite sex, not to see and be seen at a cool hangout. Note that the Answer Meister did NOT tell you to go find a man. Because that is a whoooooole 'nother story. If your search for happiness turns into a search for a man, ooh, that can turn messy. Better for now to focus on finding the kinds of friends who act as mirrors to your feisty but no doubt deep little soul.
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Monday, February 5, 2007
Do to yourself what I would do to you
Question: I feel stuck. How do I get out of this rut?
Answer:
Okay toots, why were you driving down a dirt road in the first place? You should know better than to drive off the asphalt in weather like this, because the county doesn't plow those side roads until the spring, and the ruts do get kind of deep and muddy. Better call a tow truck.
If you're talking about a metaphorical rut, well, I always say you need a kick in the ass. That's what I would do to you were I there, so do it to yourself. You could wait around for someone else to come light a fire under you, but better to do it yourself. The best way I've found to change your life is to do something that puts you outside of your comfort zone as often as you can stand to do it.
Now I'm not advocating having unprotected sex with strangers, or running into traffic, but smaller things. It has everything to do with you pushing yourself a little bit. Take a public speaking class if that's hard for you. Pick up a new hobby. If you're single, maybe going to your local biker bar and talking to a tall hairy man with a sweet ride would challenge you. If you're married, try having an affair with the guy from IT. Nothing will get you out of a rut faster than a quickie in the conference room. A protected quickie that is.
Answer:
Okay toots, why were you driving down a dirt road in the first place? You should know better than to drive off the asphalt in weather like this, because the county doesn't plow those side roads until the spring, and the ruts do get kind of deep and muddy. Better call a tow truck.
If you're talking about a metaphorical rut, well, I always say you need a kick in the ass. That's what I would do to you were I there, so do it to yourself. You could wait around for someone else to come light a fire under you, but better to do it yourself. The best way I've found to change your life is to do something that puts you outside of your comfort zone as often as you can stand to do it.
Now I'm not advocating having unprotected sex with strangers, or running into traffic, but smaller things. It has everything to do with you pushing yourself a little bit. Take a public speaking class if that's hard for you. Pick up a new hobby. If you're single, maybe going to your local biker bar and talking to a tall hairy man with a sweet ride would challenge you. If you're married, try having an affair with the guy from IT. Nothing will get you out of a rut faster than a quickie in the conference room. A protected quickie that is.
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