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Where is Your 'Happy Place '?

Curling up on the couch with my honey and one of the cats at the end of a hard work day, watching some mindless TV and trading foot massages.
Sitting under a big tree in the shade with a bourbon in my hand, recounting a day's riding with my riding family.
While I was still running my business, handing over an aircraft to the owner that I had just completed a major avionics upgrade to and watching them fly off.
The summit that TWT loves.
 
My happy place.
Right next to my wife, in one of her happy places.
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Every morning in basic SEAL training, my instructors, who at the time were all Vietnam veterans, would show up in my barracks room and the first thing they would inspect was your bed. If you did it right, the corners would be square, the covers pulled tight, the pillow centered just under the headboard and the extra blanket folded neatly at the foot of the rack — that’s Navy talk for bed.


It was a simple task — mundane at best. But every morning we were required to make our bed to perfection. It seemed a little ridiculous at the time, particularly in light of the fact that were aspiring to be real warriors, tough battle-hardened SEALs, but the wisdom of this simple act has been proven to me many times over.


If you make your bed every morning you will have accomplished the first task of the day. It will give you a small sense of pride, and it will encourage you to do another task and another and another. By the end of the day, that one task completed will have turned into many tasks completed. Making your bed will also reinforce the fact that little things in life matter. If you can’t do the little things right, you will never do the big things right.


And, if by chance you have a miserable day, you will come home to a bed that is made — that you made — and a made bed gives you encouragement that tomorrow will be better.

“Make Your Bed” by Admiral William H. McRaven​

 
I love being at home. I have my dogs and cats and fish here. Oh, yeah, my Wife is here too. At my home I love hanging out in my backyard. I am passionate about cooking, so I have about 5 different bar b q tools out there. I have 2 pellet smokers, 2 Webers and 1 really really large propane grill that is part of my outdoor kitchen. I had the outdoor kitchen installed about 7 months ago and I absolutely LOVE IT!!! I sometimes just sit out there, drink and read. It's only my Wife and I and I complain to her that she needs to eat MORE!! Because I enjoy cooking and I want to cook. I sometimes cook for fun and deliver food to my neighbors, but I sometimes I feel a little empty when they just open the door and take the food and slam the door shut. So, f@#$ em. But, my backyard is my happy place. What about you?

I've been having a hard time coming up with an answer to this question. I am fortunate to say that wherever I may presently find myself, is my Happy Place. When I am at home with my wife and kids, I am happy. When I am on two wheels, I am happy. When I am at work, I am happy (sometimes I need to be reminded :laughing). Welcome to Enlightenment, friends.
 
I've been having a hard time coming up with an answer to this question. I am fortunate to say that wherever I may presently find myself, is my Happy Place.
"It is not where you are, but where you are at."

-Don- Auburn, CA
 
I don't have a physical happy place. But when i'm with my family enjoying our time together, that's my happy place. Some places i really enjoy, but without my family there to share it with, it's kind of just an empty place.
 
Every morning in basic SEAL training, my instructors, who at the time were all Vietnam veterans, would show up in my barracks room and the first thing they would inspect was your bed. If you did it right, the corners would be square, the covers pulled tight, the pillow centered just under the headboard and the extra blanket folded neatly at the foot of the rack — that’s Navy talk for bed.

Excellent advice!

Ah, Memories... Drill Sergeant at 04:00 hours - "If I can't bounce this mother-facking quarter off that blanket guess what?! All the shit is going on the floor
and you get to start over!"
 
As far as a physical place, I'm with Lefty, my back yard. Specifically, my vegetable garden. I recently had nine days off in a row. Spent at least three hours a day in the garden and most of the rest of the day was in the backyard watching hummingbirds or in the breezeway with world cup games on the TV out there. I felt like I was retired. Damn that felt nice.
 
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