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!