Laughing so loud it’s annoying with all my friends over something only we really understand makes me different-level happy. Euphoric even. The first day Christmas decorations are slapped all over the house also makes me very happy. Being married to my best friend, who I think is hot, listening to Taylor Swift (see what I did there?) – all of this makes me so happy.
These are the easy answers.
Vacations, and big events require a lot of participation, and I’m not really into that. Happiness these days has a lot to do with leisure. A day with nothing planned, and no expectations – yes, please. Canceling plans with zero consequences? Lovely. Meandering around in my ugliest comfy clothes, while drinking coffee out of a travel mug at 2pm? Ugh. YES. Pure happiness.
There are some things that make me happy, that I’d never typically bring up in conversation. Not because I’m embarrassed, but because the things seem so miniscule.
Waiting for the left-over lasagna from last night to finish heating in the microwave – joy.
Talking to a stranger who matches my vibe – bliss.
Hitting every single green light on the way home – delightful.
Maybe this is the proper evolution of happiness, once your life slows down and you stop expecting everything to be so impressive.
HONORABLE MENTIONS:
- Dirty Chai (from Copper Rock, obviously)
- My children (also obviously)
- Taylor Swift (every era, no skips)
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