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"Increase Your Happiness by Limiting Choices!" – and article from www.ted.com referenced and commented on by www.mercola.com
I found this statement odd. Then I read the article and was appalled. They are saying that the way to increase you happiness and contentment in life is to limit your freedom. In my experience it has never worked that way. Many time people think they can buy security at the cost of freedom. That price is too high.
“Schwartz, the author of The Paradox of Choice, believes, rightly, that the "freedom of choice" afforded to us by all these options escalates our expectations, and therefore introduces indecision and unhappiness into the equation.”
This assumes that the average person is incapable to discerning needs and desires and would prefer to have all the choices made for him thereby preventing the need to worry about making decisions imparting true happiness. Bah!
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I learned how to make henna paste for mendhi last night. Way fun! OMG. I went and bought my own, found out that is isn't the best quality but it should be okay and for $.87 who's bitching, researched how to activate it, made my own 'witch's brew' recipie for the liquid, and was glad I did it yesterday cause it apparently needs time to set up properly before you use it. I had a blast. Tonight I get to be drawn on and get to play with my pendulum.
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Ever since I was a small child I have had a large vocabulary. This was fostered, encouraged, and lauded by my father. J I’m not sure why words are so important to me. I see words and their specific definition as the pathway to clear communication. Without definitions in common we are all speaking different languages, even if it is the same words. People get really hung up on definitions, “mine is more right than yours” sort of thing. I suppose I can deal with definitions other people have most of the time so long as I am clear on what that definition is.
The connotations that go along with words also color how people see a specific definition. “Shack” or “shack up,” meaning to be staying with someone, for example was a word that hit triggers for me back in college. I think because of the implied casual or impermanent nature of it. Invariably they were talking about a relationship, sexual in nature, which seemed to be more for convenience than actual attachment. I hated it when people used that word to describe me moving to Columbia with the Honey. Around the same time I had issues with the title of girlfriend. I have since discovered that I have always had a different definition of this term than most people do.
I have found a lot of times, disagreements come from a difference of definition and not knowing, sometimes not caring, where the other person is coming from.
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*squee* I have no adequate way to express the excitement I have over being able to go to Free Spirit in several days. Somehow today made it real for me. Tomorrow will be my last day of work here. And Sunday I will fly out to PA There will be fun and merriment and dancing and people and loves and all sorts of things I need desperately. I will be able to recharge before heading to KC to support family.
I have at several points today had to hold the top of my head down. It is possible I will not be fit for human consumption very soon.
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Speaking of, tomorrow is my last day!!! And I’m going in covered in henna. I wonder if I should re-bleach my hair just for the occasion. Dr is taking me to the Grand Hotel for a bon voyage.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thicknwild tells me that is the only 5 star restaurant in MN. OMG! I might even dress up. I doubt I will get a chance like this again soon. You have to make reservations to get in at 3:30 in the afternoon. That is crazy. I’m gonna have a blast. As previously noted, Dr is lots of fun when he’s not playing Dr.
I got so much love from all my people here. My replacement rocks and gave me a hug b4 she left today. She says she will faithfully tell people who ask that I was caught stealing office supplies and was sent packing. J Love her. Intern 2.0 is amazing and I am really looking forward to seeing her in school this fall. She has looked at me some many times today just to make sure I know that I will be missed. I know I will be. I do this job better than Mrs. Dr in many ways. Things are just handled. For all there were rocky times and I am really not the right person for this office, I did do a good job and I am capable of managing an office like this. *Good to note for my future, if I’m going to be running an office like this.
I found this statement odd. Then I read the article and was appalled. They are saying that the way to increase you happiness and contentment in life is to limit your freedom. In my experience it has never worked that way. Many time people think they can buy security at the cost of freedom. That price is too high.
“Schwartz, the author of The Paradox of Choice, believes, rightly, that the "freedom of choice" afforded to us by all these options escalates our expectations, and therefore introduces indecision and unhappiness into the equation.”
This assumes that the average person is incapable to discerning needs and desires and would prefer to have all the choices made for him thereby preventing the need to worry about making decisions imparting true happiness. Bah!
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I learned how to make henna paste for mendhi last night. Way fun! OMG. I went and bought my own, found out that is isn't the best quality but it should be okay and for $.87 who's bitching, researched how to activate it, made my own 'witch's brew' recipie for the liquid, and was glad I did it yesterday cause it apparently needs time to set up properly before you use it. I had a blast. Tonight I get to be drawn on and get to play with my pendulum.
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Ever since I was a small child I have had a large vocabulary. This was fostered, encouraged, and lauded by my father. J I’m not sure why words are so important to me. I see words and their specific definition as the pathway to clear communication. Without definitions in common we are all speaking different languages, even if it is the same words. People get really hung up on definitions, “mine is more right than yours” sort of thing. I suppose I can deal with definitions other people have most of the time so long as I am clear on what that definition is.
The connotations that go along with words also color how people see a specific definition. “Shack” or “shack up,” meaning to be staying with someone, for example was a word that hit triggers for me back in college. I think because of the implied casual or impermanent nature of it. Invariably they were talking about a relationship, sexual in nature, which seemed to be more for convenience than actual attachment. I hated it when people used that word to describe me moving to Columbia with the Honey. Around the same time I had issues with the title of girlfriend. I have since discovered that I have always had a different definition of this term than most people do.
I have found a lot of times, disagreements come from a difference of definition and not knowing, sometimes not caring, where the other person is coming from.
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*squee* I have no adequate way to express the excitement I have over being able to go to Free Spirit in several days. Somehow today made it real for me. Tomorrow will be my last day of work here. And Sunday I will fly out to PA There will be fun and merriment and dancing and people and loves and all sorts of things I need desperately. I will be able to recharge before heading to KC to support family.
I have at several points today had to hold the top of my head down. It is possible I will not be fit for human consumption very soon.
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Speaking of, tomorrow is my last day!!! And I’m going in covered in henna. I wonder if I should re-bleach my hair just for the occasion. Dr is taking me to the Grand Hotel for a bon voyage.
thicknwild tells me that is the only 5 star restaurant in MN. OMG! I might even dress up. I doubt I will get a chance like this again soon. You have to make reservations to get in at 3:30 in the afternoon. That is crazy. I’m gonna have a blast. As previously noted, Dr is lots of fun when he’s not playing Dr.I got so much love from all my people here. My replacement rocks and gave me a hug b4 she left today. She says she will faithfully tell people who ask that I was caught stealing office supplies and was sent packing. J Love her. Intern 2.0 is amazing and I am really looking forward to seeing her in school this fall. She has looked at me some many times today just to make sure I know that I will be missed. I know I will be. I do this job better than Mrs. Dr in many ways. Things are just handled. For all there were rocky times and I am really not the right person for this office, I did do a good job and I am capable of managing an office like this. *Good to note for my future, if I’m going to be running an office like this.
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