Glurge Alert

This is a strange and uncommon thing to post, but I really feel like I need to announce it to the world and record it for posterity, because I don’t know how much longer it’s going to last.

I am happier than I’ve ever been in my whole life.

Happier than that magical six weeks after high school graduation, when we were finally grown-ups and bubbling over with sparkling future plans and cheap bourbon. Happier than when I moved in with my first boyfriend and thought I would live happily ever after. Happier than the time I met Matchbox 20.

This is a whole new level of happy.

You know those crazy hormones you get when you’re falling in love, and you just want to run around in manic circles flapping your arms and singing B*Witched songs? I’m just like that, except without the romantic prospect. There’s not even the prospect of a prospect at the moment. Zilch. On top of that, I have no job, I don’t have a house, I don’t have children…in short, I’ve achieved precisely zero of the standard milestones of adult life.

Yet I’m more contented and fulfilled than I’ve ever been. I know what’s important to me, I know what makes me happy, and I know what makes me, me.   I’m not sure if it’s a revitalised perspective from my PNG trip, or quitting a job that devoured my soul, or spending the last few weeks with the people I love the most, or merely turning 30 and becoming more secure with my place in the world. Whatever it is, I’ve spent the last two weeks going to bed with a smile on my face, and waking with it still plastered on. It’s disgusting. I would slap myself, if I wasn’t filled with so much love and compassion for humankind and the planet and the whole goddamned universe.

I’m spending each day however I please – drinking tea in the sunshine, wine in the twilight and enjoying a high definition world for what’s probably the first time in my life. If I could share this sense of peace and joy with the world via hyperlink, I totally would.

Apologies if I made anyone vomit.


(Attention Future Inga: DON’T SCREW THIS UP. Also, don’t be pissed off in 3 months when you read this again and you’re back to the nine to five grind, eating water crackers dipped in Vegemite for dinner.)


26 thoughts on “Glurge Alert

  1. Hey, go you!
    The so-called milestones of adulthood are all of them only options.
    And, frankly, thirty is a spring chicken – lots of time for anything.
    But happy is irreplaceable, unpredictable, and golden.
    Soak it up.
    And, if three months from now it is back to (yummy) Vegemite, remember that happy happened, and can happen again.

    • I’m definitely soaking it up! And you’re right – if it happened once, it’ll happen again (you may have to remind me of that when I’m whining again 😉 )

  2. I didn’t vomit, but I did have to check a couple of times to make damned sure this was actually YOUR post.

    Don’t worry about those milestones. If we all did the “average” thing the world would be a boring pile of steaming crap. (Says the guy who got married at 32 and has no kids and is content with that).

  3. Who are you and how did you hijack Inga’s blog?
    ~hollering~ INGA!!! Are you tied up in the back?

    Just kidding. I’m so happy for you. It probably won’t last, but hold onto that feeling like grim death.

    “I’m not sure if it’s…”
    Probably all of those things, and more. Hugs

    • Haha, I know, right…considering what a moaning Myrtle I was a couple of months ago. It definitely won’t last, but for now it’s really nice 🙂

  4. No vomiting here. I could listen to this all day and I’m extremely happy for you. Certainly some of it’s from your brave adventure. I’ve concluded that people who travel are happier than anyone else, and calmer too for some reason.

    I’ve managed to hold on to that type of good mojo (at least moderately) with spiritual practices like Lama Surya Das, chanting, sounds goofy but it really can bring you back to a special place.

    • Cheers, girl. I’ve always thought that yoga and meditation would be a very good thing to get into, maybe it’s something I need to start in my 30s.

      Maybe people who travel need to be calm and happy just to get through the whole rigmarole of travelling…

  5. My wife always said you don’t get any sense until you’re at least thirty. Of course she always adds that some never do. Not game to ask what she means by that…

  6. Your PNG experience has changed forever the way you view the world, especially the excesses and trivial pursuits of Western culture. Although you cannot expect to be always gushing with joie de vivre, I hope you will always find happiness and contentment enjoying the simple privileges of living in Australia, which many people take for granted.
    Oh, and BTW, it would appear that parental happiness is proportional to the happiness of the child.

    • Parental happiness is a rather unfortunate side effect… 😛

      You’re probably right – I’m still LOVING sitting in the couch. Also, every day being a holiday helps!

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