It’s been a little over a year since I wrote the post that my “mantra” works around: Another Post With a Dinosaur in the Title. Naturally I’ve been doing some reflecting on my lifestyle and the pursuit of my proverbial “dinosaur.” Within my reflection, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m pretty freaking proud of myself.
You see, February of 2015, I gave my life a rating of 6.5-7.5 out of 10. That rating elicited an initial response of sadness, but then it lit a fire under my ass. I thought long and hard about what really made me happy, and how I could improve the quality of my life.
And my life, friends…is a solid 8.5-9 most days. It’s kind of amazing. I have my dream job, and it fulfills me every.damn.day that I’m there. I moved to a city I always loved and dreamed of moving to. With that particular move came this beautiful lifestyle change – one wherein my 2nd floor apartment has sunlight streaming in every day, I can walk or bike to nearly any place I want to get to, and I have the beach so close that if I walked south for longer than 10 minutes, I’d be in the ocean.
I bought myself a ukulele (despite having a blog and a ukulele, I am STILL not a hipster) because I missed making music, and I love playing around with it and hearing myself improve. I started playing beach volleyball with a work friend and met her equally awesome friends. I’m training for a half marathon, and lifting heavy (insert requisite “she lifts, bruh” here). I’m spending time outside viewing more glorious sunsets that can only be seen on the beach than I ever thought I’d have the opportunity to look at. My incredible friends are along for the ride, as always. I sleep fantastically. I feel energized, motivated, and capable.
I know it sounds like bragging, but I assure you it’s not. I’m writing this today because I realized recently how much work I’ve done to get “here” to my 8.5-9. I want to share the lesson I’m learning: happiness isn’t a destination you fly to, unpack your bags, and chill with a cocktail until it’s time to go home.
Happiness isn’t a stagnant thing. Happiness is work. It’s dynamic: your picture of happiness will change, and you should do everything in your power to make sure you frame that picture and hang it in a highly visible location. No matter what, your happiness is worth every single ounce of work it takes you to achieve it.
I’ve said it before…and I’ll say it again. No one can stop me now: Don’t Lose Your Dinosaur.