Why can't we predict our happiness? Because life is unpredictable.

My car was stolen.

Some time between 12:30 pm and 12:50 pm.

Efficient thieves, no? If you see a 1985 Honda Accord, call the police, would ya?

I'm pacing, on the phone with the police, when the reminder comes in "Record Your Happiness" - at that moment, an obvious 2. But it was pretty hilarious, so I laughed.

I'll keep you updated and if the car is return, record how that affects my happiness. Just in case you were wondering, car stolen makes me sad.