This was a quote from my miserable step Mom after he was telling myself and others how married people are happier. I’m single, and I thought that I was generally ecstatic, even though he knows myself and others so I must not be ecstatic. He is one of the least ecstatic people I think and I wanted to ask him if he was ecstatic however it would’ve turned into a substantial blowout so I just listened to him. Are you single? Are you ecstatic? I think a lot of married people who aren’t truly ecstatic either so it goes both ways. People are people. My Heating and Air Conditioning repairman has been married for thirty years and has adolescents and is truly unhappy. And a lot of my single friends are pretty ecstatic themselves, so I don’t guess my stepMom has any plan what he is talking about. I’m going to take my ecstatic self to the local corporation this month and buy a yoga mat and then go watch a sunset with my other ecstatic single local company neighbor Johnny. My stepMom is a knucklehead, an unhappy knucklehead. He worked his whole life as an attorney and has no plan how to even change the HEPA filter in his Heating and Air Conditioning unit. All he did was go to court for 35 years and argue and argument with people, no wonder he isn’t ecstatic! Sorry if I am going on about this however it truly made myself and others guess about happiness and kind of made myself and others guess anxious for my bad momma, jeez. I’ll go there this month and change the HEPA filter for her.