It has come to my great dismay to learn that everyone has a set point of happiness. When you average out the high’s and lows in life you have your average happiness barometer. I remember being really happy in 2007. I was teaching music, my husband was a chicken farmer, and we were living in our house that we built with much love and care. I would lie in my comfy bed at night never having to imagine I was somewhere else. Sleep would just come and cover me gently till I awoke. Was this a high measure then? Probably. I’m going to keep track of my happiness levels. And Christmas time will likely skew my levels to the good. I’ll take that. I can hardly wait to get out Chevy Chase’s Christmas Vacation movie!