
I just finished reading The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. At the beginning of the non-fiction book, the reader learns that while Rubin is not unhappy, she thinks that she could be happier. By trying out different ideas, theories, and belief systems around happiness she strives to find what makes her day-to-day better and what makes her appreciate the moment of now. She plots goals and resolutions for each month of the year, devises a chart to track her progress, and pushes herself outside of her own comfort zone. During the course of the book, she also began a blog about her happiness project and now has a sister site for people who want to develop their own. It’s an interesting idea, and who couldn’t use more happiness?
There were a few take-aways from the book that I liked. One theme that she kept coming back to was the idea to “Be Gretchen.” For example, if someone really likes the song stylings of Rick Astley, why not embrace it? She claims that people can get so caught up in the idea of what they feel they’re supposed to be or supposed to enjoy, they miss out on fully giving into what will actually inspire them. (It reminded me of something I heard about Netflix a while back. I don’t know if it’s true; I think my Google is broken. Anyway, the story goes that when people are putting movies into their queue they pick a combination of high-minded films and popcorn movies. The movies people choose to watch now are mostly the latter, and the high-minded films are continually pushed to the back of the queue to watch at a later date. People think they should watch those “better” films, but what they really want to see is something more fun.)
A touchstone Rubin suggests is remembering what you enjoyed as a child and revisiting it. For myself, I loved mail, acting out my own cooking shows in the kitchen, taking dance classes, and writing a magazine that I mailed out to other kids called, “Pen Pals International.” (The “international” part was a bit of a stretch since outside of a few strangers around the country, the main readers were my best friend and my cousin, Susie.) I realized that Rubin’s idea tracked since I still love mail, and I’m still writing and acting out cooking shows in my kitchen by way of this blog. As for the dance classes, Rubin’s reminder is getting my wheels turning about looking for one in my area.
She talked about how buying something we desire can seem like it will bring happiness, but most of the time, that happiness is short-lived. For a bit of time the attained object is something new and exciting, but that feeling is quickly absorbed and that thing becomes just a part of “everyday normal.” One thing that bucks that trend is buying something that brings repeated, everyday happiness, like getting a gadget or plaything like a bike or boat that brings happiness every time a person uses it. She pointed to her own experience making daily smoothies in a high speed blender. I’ve noticed it for myself with the camera I received for Christmas, my juicer, and dresses that perk me up whenever I wear them. It’s interesting to consider as we add to our wish lists if those things will be treasured, clutter, or just objects in the background in a few months’ time. (That’s a reason I’ve been loving the library this past year. I can buy books all day long, but for the most part after I read them, I don’t need to look them over again. It’s such a savings of space and money to check them out of the library, enjoy them for a couple of weeks, and then pass them on to another library-goer.)
Another idea she points to is that things are more fun and more appreciated when they’re a novelty. For example, when birthdays and holidays come around they’re exciting and special because they only come once a year. When the figs are ripe in the grocery store, or persimmons, or cherries, delicata squash, watermelon, or asparagus it feels more exciting because we know those fruits and vegetables won’t be here for long. I savor every cherry, because it will be a long time before they’re back again. Or when you go away on vacation it feels like a fun novelty to sleep in a hotel room in a different city with amenities that are different than in your own home. Then when you come home again, it’s wonderful to be in your own space, cuddling your companion animals in your own bed with loads of greens in the refrigerator. It’s like that cliché – absence makes the heart grow fonder.

(Segue to cooking blog section of this post…) I suppose that’s what makes the weekend so special. I need work and order, and of course, money too. But when the weekend comes and I can lounge in bed reading a book, checking email, sipping on a cup of coffee made just the way I like it, it feels so fabulously indulgent. Then when breakfast time is quickly becoming lunchtime, I can pull out the weekends-only waffle maker, slice bananas, and spoon peanut butter for topping. Lately I’ve been using the recipe for Chelsea Waffles from Isa Chandra Moskowitz’s Vegan Brunch. Isa calls for a combination of all-purpose flour, whole wheat pastry flour, and cornmeal. I’ve used just whole wheat pastry flour and cornmeal, and that’s worked fine as well. I had to add a little bit more liquid to the batter for easier spreading, and they taste “healthier” than the original but they’re still good. (They’d be especially good that way as a start to a savory waffle.) She also uses barley malt syrup in the recipe, and I never have that. So I just use agave syrup instead. Also, I’ve found that my waffle maker doesn’t require non-stick spray or any extra oil, and so I put the batter on without adding any of that.
One thing that I love about waffles is that they freeze so well. When I make the recipe for waffles, I make the whole batch, even though there’s only two of us eating them. Then I take the remaining waffles, put them in Pyrex, and save them in the freezer for another day. When a random Monday or Wednesday comes and I’m wishing I could have a little taste of the weekend, I put a couple of waffles into the toaster, and they come up just as crispy and delicious (if not more so) than they were when they were just made. It feels like a little weekday treat.
Anyway, the Happiness Project returns to the library today, and while it was here, I enjoyed considering new ways to grow happiness and make more of every moment. You know what they say, take time to stop and smell the waffles.
I’d love to know: What brought you happiness as a child that still makes you happy today? Or what activity did you used to enjoy that you’d like to revisit?