Do you ever find yourself going through phases of unexplained blissful happiness and equally unexplained cranky misery? I sometimes wonder how many people allow a small road bump in life to change the pattern of their moods and subsequent actions and relationships. Take this morning for example. As I walked in to work, up the stairs, I heard a massive explosive shatter, and (naturally) immediately followed the sound to see what it was. I see one of my fellow colleagues, a blue haired, heavily tattooed guy who dresses like a rock star walking casually toward me, behind him a massive pile of shattered glass where the front door had once been. He simply says "It wasn't me" and keeps walking up the stairs. While it genuinely wasn't his fault, it was quite amusing that of all people to happen to it was him. It looked highly theatrical as he walked out of the mess, as though he was an evil villain in a thriller film who had through brute force just walked through the door. Personally I found the whole thing hilarious and a rather exciting and entertaining start to the week.
But I digress. The point being this one event, first thing on a working week could potentially put a whole office full of workers into a foul mood if they let the little things get to them. Whether because they had responsibility for fixing the now absent door, or had to listen to the screaming chainsaw and loud hammering as the workers created a temporary solution to the gaping hole the door had filled, or even just because of the nuisance of always having to use the rear exit to the building. (As I typed this one of my colleagues got up and closed a door to shut out some of the worker's noise saying "I just can't deal with this today"). Sometimes we all just let life get the better of us.
So I'm suggesting starting something new. I'm calling it 'Moody Happiness'. Where rather than letting some random shitty occurrence put you in a BAD mood and change the pattern of your day, you forget that crap and instead allow the little random funny/happy/nice occurrences put you in a GOOD and make you 'happy moody'. In other words, let the nice stuff infuse your life with joy and let the shitty stuff waft off into the distance like an unpleasant fart.
Examples of things that make me moody happy are: Dogs chasing things. Man that makes me laugh. The incredibly happy, free and hilarious look of a dog chasing a stick/frisbee/ball, their tail. Or for that matter proudly carrying their chased item along after fetching it. Another is my morning coffee from the lovely people at The Book Kitchen each day before work - they make me laugh, provide some much needed caffeine and always put a smile on my face before I have to face the office. Even the basic things like the smell of flowers floating through the air as you walk along, a smile from a stranger or seeing some unlucky soul tread in dog poo and knowing you don't have to deal with it. Whatever silly, nice, funny, attractive (or unattractive) thing that can make you smile, I say can also make you 'moody happy'.
If however you are in an absolutely foul mood you just can't escape - you might find solace in a small bout of Tourettes - have you ever tried that? My housemate and I invented it. If you're in a bad mood, we've found that swearing, yelling, and generally carrying about loudly for a couple of minutes can be extremely therapeutic and cathartic. Keep in mind though it is preferable to do so in an enclosed area so that people don't think you've suddenly genuinely flipped your lid and turned into a full box of crackers.
All of that being said, obviously sometimes life does deal some genuine blows that justifiably dampen the mood. Since I started writing this earlier I discovered the door closer who couldn't deal with the noise had some extremely tragic news yesterday - so fair enough that the painful screaming of a chainsaw was a bit much. For the rest of the time though, there's always something around to help make you moody happy, even if you want to join in some toilet humour and have a giggle at somebody farting inappropriately. Cos face it. Farts are always funny.
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| The remains of what was once the front door... |
Happy Monday.
Tash
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