?As women get older, they get sadder.? ?Marcus Bucking?ham, from his article, ?What?s Happening to Women?s Happiness??
There is a reason we?re always almost out of toilet paper at my house. It?s a condition and there?s a name for it. I?m an ?under-buyer.?
This makes me feel better somehow. This means I put off buying necessary things until the very moment I need them. I wonder if there?s a support group.
Even though I can now label it, it makes me unhappy. I don?t like going shopping because I have to. But I also get frustrated by almost being out of something. What a dilemma.
My self-diagnosis tool is a book called ?The Happiness Project.? It?s basically one woman?s year-long journey to be happier. Once I started checking into it, I see it?s become sort of a movement in some circles.
During my ongoing research into finding ?more happy,? I have also looked to the obvious source, my cat. No worries for her. There are days when I?d give up everything to be curled up and clueless on the back of the couch.
She asks for nothing. She tolerates me, maybe even likes me a little, but doesn?t care what I think. I can respect that. And she?s a female. If she was a male cat, her story would be the same.
That?s not the case for people. Admit it or not, at times we all struggle to not care how others see us, to be genuine and to find genuine happiness. Women more so than men. The cat not so much, that I can tell.
A May 2009 Times Online report claimed that women?s lives have become more complicated in more areas, leaving them (us) less happy than we should be. We?re engineered to multitask effectively, but how many balls can be kept in the air at one time? The trouble starts when it becomes more about the number of balls flying than what the balls represent.
There is a lot of evidence to support the research. I would bet most of us either experience it or at least witness it every day. But why? Is it because there?s never any toilet paper? The cat is taking advantage? Any or all of a number of random things?
Yes, probably, maybe. Or definitely maybe for me, no for you. Sometimes, never.
A group of women who feel unhappy in some aspect of their lives may have some major differences in speci?fics, but there?s no doubt that there will be some common denominators. If only it were easier to face up to limitations. Maybe that would reduce the struggle.
I have yet to master the art of portion control when it comes to balancing what I want to do, what I should do and what I need to do.
And what I need to do is buy that book, cat food and toilet paper.
But will I?