Every day on my way to work I pass cows eating grass in the fields of lovely Livermore, CA.  Every morning there is always at least one cow who has decided that the grass on the other side of the fence is greener and sticks his (or her) head through it.  It is interesting because like cows, humans don’t want to be constrained by choices and when obstacles are put in our way we always seem to want to break through them. When I see the cows stretching their necks through the barbed wire fencing I always ask myself “I wonder if the the grass that cow is eating on the other side of the  fence is really that much different (or better) than the grass inside their enclosure?

Ask someone what they want and chances are they will respond with “I don’t care”.  Tell someone what they are going to do and more than likely they are going to tell you their opinion on the matter when a moment ago they did not care.   Try it next time you are deciding where to go to lunch as a group.  You always get the standard “I don’t know” any time someone is asked where they want to go but when you recommend sushi isn’t it interesting how they suddenly change their mind and say “how about McDonald’s?

If you are working you probably think what it would be like to work for another company.  If you are in a relationship you probably ask yourself what it would be like to be in a relationship with someone else.  I can go on but the point is if you aren’t happy today you probably won’t be happy tomorrow.  Don’t get me wrong though if you have an obstacle from stopping you from being happy, moooove that obstacle and be happy!

An old Italian lived alone in New Jersey . He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison.  The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty sad, because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days.

Love,
Papa

A few days later he received a letter from his son:

Dear Pop,
Don’t dig up that garden.  That’s where the bodies are buried.

Love,
Vinnie

At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son:

Dear Pop,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances.

I love you,
Vinnie