Psychologists
tell
us
that
to
be
happy
we
need
a
blend
of
enjoyable
leisure
time
and
satisfying
work.
I
doubt
that
my
great-grandmother，who
raised
14
children
and
took
in
washing，had
much
of
either.
She
did
have
a
network
of
close
friends
and
family，and
maybe
this
was
what
fulfilled
her.
If
she
was
happy
with
what
she
had，perhaps
it
was
because
she
didn’t
expect
life
to
be
very
different.
We，on
the
other
hand，with
so
many
choices
and
such
pressure
to
succeed
in
every
area，have
turned
happiness
into
one
more
thing
we“gotta
have.”We’re
so
self-conscious
about
our“right”to
it
that
it’s
making
us
miserable.
So
we
chase
it
and
equate
it
with
wealth
and
success，without
noticing
that
the
people
who
have
those
things
aren’t
necessarily
happier.
While
happiness