I think how I feel around holidays is a good barometer for how my life is going. For example, last year over the winter vacation, I just wanted to stay there forever and dreaded returning to “real life.” By contrast, year’s winter vacation I had a lot of fun, but I was looking forward to coming back to work.
Similarly, today is my birthday and I did exactly what I wanted to do: went to work and got dumplings for lunch (which I do a couple times a week). I got a bonus sesame pancake sandwich, which I don’t usually get and was delicious, but I was so full I could only eat half of it. And got a piece of my favorite kind of cake (tres leches from Whole Foods), which I don’t have on a weekly basis. At work I was actually doing work that I don’t enjoy very much, but I knew it was important and related directly to my company’s success. And I found and fixed the bug I was looking for, pushed the fix, and got to see my fix working in production, which was satisfying.
Now I am drinking whiskey and finishing out the day coding up some more enjoyable stuff with two dogs at my feet (both had some of my leftover sandwich). Life is good.