I'm happy, or at least, very thankful. Relatively successful for the DC rat race. I have a wonderful fiancee, a home, and a law degree. Money's doing ok. However, I don't particularly love the area. House is small. Friends are ok, but not great. Cost of living is very, very high here. My job has its ups and downs, and while I ducked the recession, I'm not exactly on the career path of the typical lawyer.
In short, I'm happy with the woman I will marry and our careers thus far. I'd be happier further north, would love to move to NH, Manchester/Merrimack or nearby. It could be worse, and if I lost my job tomorrow, I have the tools to make it work. We'd pull it together.
Happiness is relative. I'm more thankful for my opportunities than happy. First in my family to attend college, possibly even graduate HS. I'm just in the "now what?" phase. We both come from very, very humble roots. I'm first generation and I watched my family try to make it work. It's more complicated for us. How do we honor our roots? It was clear for us, but what will my children aspire to be?
I don't know, I live for the little things. I love to cook, eat, and sit outside on a cool day. Maybe a beer and a cheap cigar. Happy is one day at a time.