Seven Secrets to Being Way Too Happy For Monday

Yesterday Mark Mueller, the husband of one of my good college friends Erin, tweeted at me, "You are too excited for it to be a Monday!" To which I replied, "And I hadn't even had my coffee yet. Scary, right?" To which he replied, "Please tell me your secret!" 

Well, Mark, because you asked so nicely, and because I am always looking for blog material (and an excuse to talk about myself), here are my "secrets":

1. Ninja references. One of my tweets that Mark deemed too exciting for a Monday was my introduction to the Twitter world: " * leaps through the window and somersault-dives into your timeline* " Everyone loves ninjas. Unless the ninjas don't love you. Then, look out. 

2. Coffee. Self-explanatory. Although, as I said, the too-happy-for-Monday tweets were in fact without coffee, I'm sure somewhere in my subconscious I was really excited to know that I would soon have coffee. Speaking of which, I ran out of little K-Cups for my Keurig yesterday, and now it's 8:20 a.m. and I only got like five hours of sleep and yeah, I'm about to make a coffee house run. 

3. Exclamation points. They're usually a terrible idea from a writing standpoint, but when it comes to tweeting, texting, Facebooking, etcetera, they, for some reason, are interpreted as happiness. Thus you can just trick people into thinking you're more happy than you are. (Note: Also more angry. Use with caution.) 

4. Music. Seriously, music is one of humankind's greatest things. Specifically, "Awake My Soul" by Mumford & Sons. What gets you going more than a song imploring one's soul to awaken? 

5. Exercise. Actually writing an article about this for a website right now. Workout in the morning, feel awesome all day. It's that simple. 

6. [Censored.] Let's just say it is, among many other wonderful things, a form of exercise, and it involves my amazing wife. And now I've said too much.

7. Life. The major reason I get so excited about Mondays—most mornings, really—is: I freaking love what I do. I don't make much money (yet!). I'm not famous. Or particularly popular. Or even the best at what I do. (Yet. Yet. Yet.) But man alive, I love it. 

I get to do what I've loved doing since I was a kid—for money. Seriously, people pay me real money to arrange words. To talk to people and get their stories and then write them. 

I get to create. I love journalism and always will, but I'm actually getting back into fiction now in my spare time. I got into writing because I loved reading stories, true or fiction, and it's a blast and a half to return to those fiction roots. After six-plus years in journalism, it's weird and wild and crazy to just make stuff up, and some days it's hard as crap, but mannn, it's fun. Sort of like a roller coaster, I guess. 

Don't get me wrong—life ain't all sunshine and butterflies. I love to have a good time and I love to love life, but people close to me could tell you that I also tend to brood. The world and all its problems gets me down, because I want to fix everything. Sometimes I get all moody, and sometimes I'm just downright unpleasant. 

But good Lord, I love my life. Like M&S says, "Where you invest your love, you invest your life." Living in love is a great way to go. 

So there you go, Mark. Them's the secrets to being way too happy for Mondays. Find a life you love and live the heck out of it. 

So what do you have to add to the list? What makes you happy, even on days not Monday?