A Happy Day
Giving a shout out to myself this morning as I awoke feeling blah. I had a sore throat and a bit achy and more than anything, longed to call in to work and go back to bed. But I didn’t. I kick started myself and got dressed, drank my coffee and shuffled my sorry butt into my car for the 25 minute drive to work.
Dammit, I will be in a good mood or else. I began to sing to myself the old Coca-Cola commercial from Christmas time when I was a child, “I’d like to teach the world to sing”. I bust a lung singing to myself. Looking in the rearview mirror at a stop light I see the person behind me looking grumpy, and next to my car a person looking at me like I was a bit squirrely. But you know what? I didn’t care. I felt better, I was laughing and singing and if the world didn’t want to join in, that’s their prerogative. I chose to be happy.
I chose to sing and be playful and laugh like a lunatic. I may not have taught the world to sing but I sure as heck gave them a laugh for free. I like to hope maybe it influenced their mood for the day and maybe they pulled away at the light and started singing too. I’d like to think so. If nothing else, I am thankful there wasn’t a cop near me….i don’t think they would find it so amusing and I’d be late if they pulled me over for a breathalyzer test. I can’t walk a straight line on a good day so would definitely fail that. Then they would take me away and I wouldn’t be singing any longer. So the day turned out well. I made it to work and I am sitting here laughing as I type. The universe is awesome. We have the power over ourselves on how we want our day to be. Happy or sad, we are the ones who make the call.
I choose Happy. Always happy…or giddy, or gleeful or hell, just a singing machine to oldies.
Yep, that’s me.
And laugh like a minion when at all possible. That too.
Sing it loud, sing it happy
A Happy Day