There is a particular kind of lie we tell ourselves without even realizing it. I’ll be happier when… When the house is finally clean. When work calms down. When I lose the extra five pounds. When I get through this busy season. When I take that vacation. When the kids are older. When I have more money. When life stops feeling like I am personally responsible for keeping approximately 47 plates spinning at once. Then, we tell ourselves, we’ll relax. We’ll enjoy ourselves. We’ll finally have time to appreciate our lives. The problem is that “when” is a slippery little…