The Dip & Flick and other fantasies of Happiness

What does it mean to be happy? When I awake in the morning, I almost never want to go to work - does anyone? I think about calling in sick almost every day but never do. Can you call in tired? I guess not really. Not if you want to keep getting those paycheck thingies every two weeks. Sigh. I think all the time about what scenario I could create in which I would be happy. I definately don't like being in a job where it more important for me to physically be here than the quality of work I do. I hate waking up early and not being able to stay up late. I hate missing things because Ihave to punch a clock. But I really like being able to pay rent. A conundrum...

I don't hate my job, but I'm not happy. Not the job's fault. So what then? Famous actress? Ehh.. overrated. Singer? Played. Let's focus - what are my favorite things to do in life: watch movies, go to spa and drink. How can I work with that... It is this line of thinking that brought about "The Dip and Flick".

Imagine a place where you can go and soak in a hot tub, swim in a crystal clear pool, get a massage and whatever spa treatment you fancy (facial, pedicure, manicure, aromatherapy, steam room, etc.) complete with smoothie bar and shots of wheat grass juice and gerat salads with Salmon or whatever (you get the idea). Ok - then after the spa and swim - there's the movietheater but it's in the same room with the water so the acoustics are very open and airy. The screen comes down and the pool lights are dimmed to deep purplesand blues and the lights go out. You lounge on your lounging chair and are served whatever you desire.

There may be kinks to work out - but I like it. I think if I lived my evry day life at the Dip & Flick I might be happy. Maybe.