Happier at Home

I ended up with a library book I wanted to finish and spin around. And at about 250 pages it was a quick read: Happier at Home, by Gretchen Rubin.

Sadly, I found it lacking. It's not written for me. It's about precisely what it sounds like: how to be happier in your home. Useful for those of us in places melting down with infections right now.

But I don't like the tone. She's a rich white woman who went to Yale and lives in New York with two kids and a husband. She gets to write books all day after having a successful law career at the top levels of the Supreme Court.

She basically puts all her eggs in family, kids, having the “right amount” of no doubt expensive possessions and making time for things like acupuncture.

I'm a gay man in Indiana who can't have kids, makes nowhere near that kind of money, has no family, and hates spending money.

Like I said, this book just wasn't written for me.