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February 17, 2015

Why I gave up on #100happydays and it’s okay.

<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" src="https://www.whitneydrake.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/collage_20150216163539542_20150216163548403-240×300.jpg" alt="collage_20150216163539542_20150216163548403" width="240" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-6836" srcset="https://www.whitneydrake.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/collage_20150216163539542_20150216163548403-240×300.jpg 240w, https://www.whitneydrake.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/collage_20150216163539542_20150216163548403.jpg 512w" sizes="(max-width: 240px) 100vw, 240px" data-jpibfi-post-excerpt="" data-jpibfi-post-url="https://www.whitneydrake.com/2015/02/17/done-with-100happydays/" data-jpibfi-post-title="Why I gave up on #100happydays and it’s okay.” data-jpibfi-src=”https://www.whitneydrake.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/collage_20150216163539542_20150216163548403-240×300.jpg” >Last year, I attempted to do #100happydays. It’s a thing where you post a picture of something that made you happy once a day for 100 days. The idea is that by the end of the 100 days, you’ll be looking for the happy moments, rather than focusing on the negativity.

I stopped posting after 30 days or so last year. So I tried it again this year… and lost steam at about the same point, too.

But this year I realized why I’d stopped taking pictures. It wasn’t that I didn’t find things to be happy about. On the contrary, at the end of the day, I’m looking at the pile of good things more than the pile of bad.

It’s because I’m too busy enjoying these moments to take a picture.

It’s hard to stop playing Disney Infinity with the Little Kidlet to take a picture of him giggling. Or to stop a nice date night to snap a picture of TheBoy and I.

While I’m disappointed I fell behind, I can’t say that I’m disappointed in the reason why.

So tell me, have you tried 100 Happy Days?

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