All You Will Ever Need To Read About How To Be Happy* (*Most of the Time)

“Happy premise number three:  even though I feel like I might ignite, I probably won’t.” – Bowfinger

This is a common phrase when something goes wrong around Stately Wilder Mansion™.  After the cussing is over, I mean.

I’m travelling for business again this week.  The upside to business travel is that it allows me to break my normal routine.  I almost feel guilty.  Almost.  The work this week is light, and my travel has been fun, the food has been great, and the work I am doing has given me a lot of new ideas to think about, and I like that.  My toenails also seem to grow faster when I’m on the road but might be imagination.  Or, maybe it’s my feet shrinking?

The other advantage being on the road is that it breaks routines.  In this case, I found myself eating at the bar at Applechilies®.  Eating at the bar makes sense when you’re travelling alone:  it seems a bit less pathetic, and you can talk to the bartender if it’s not too busy on a Tuesday night by Interstate 3.14 in Upper Midwestia.  This night, the bartender was a young lady of about 22, I’m guessing.  We talked a bit.  As often happens to me when I meet a stranger, (I have no idea why) pretty soon she was pouring out her entire life story.  Seriously.

For the record, as far as you know I only had one drink.

I’ll skip the really wild parts, since the point relevant to this post is that she had dropped out of college.

“That’s fine, and you shouldn’t go to college just to go to college.  What is it that you want to do, though?”  That question seemed to be really tough for her.  And it is a big question, but as I’ve noted again and again, people fail most often because they don’t act on their dreams, not because they can’t achieve them.

After some considerable thought, she answered.  “I guess . . . I guess I just want to be happy.”

“Happy?  Is that all?  Happy is the easiest thing,” I replied.

And it is.  Being happy is so easy to achieve it is almost trivial.  Note:  being happy every minute of every day is impossible.  Bad things happen.  Professors put your computer program up on the screen to show what not to do.  Your pants split at the crotch during a presentation.  You walk into a glass door going to a party with people you just met and you get McDonald’s® Hot Mustard© sauce all over the door in a big yellow blob about chest high.  Oh, did I say you?  Those were all me.  And the computer program did do what I intended it to do, though I was surprised it did bring down a mainframe.  I guess infinite loops are powerful things.

Remember, no matter what they say, failure is an option.

Warning:  this advice probably won’t work for people who are clinically depressed because their brain chemistry is all messed up.  That’s wiring that this advice probably won’t fix – they need to see a doctor.

But I learned to be happy when I was relatively young.  It’s wickedly effective.  As an example, one company I was working for was experiencing huge financial difficulties.  Everyone was working to make sure the business stayed open.  I was, too, but I wasn’t letting it get me down.  I had a new son (The Boy) and was pretty happy at home even though the bank account wasn’t all that full.

Yes, this was on my performance review.  “Employee is too optimistic and believes that the business will ultimately succeed if we work hard and solve our problems.”

In my performance review I was docked for being too happy.  Apparently being angry and pissed off increases profitability?  Spoiler, the company survived.  Bonus points?  It’s at least partially due to some changes I made – while I was in a good mood.  I don’t know if they still have the “don’t be happy at work” policy.

But being happy is simple.  In order (more or less) here’s what works for me.

• Be close to someone – like physically close. Touching them close.  Or get a pet.  It’s hard for me to have a bad day when I know that someone loves me.  People are herd animals (those that aren’t bears) and physical touch works wonders at making people happy.  No sex with the pets, no matter how much they’re asking for it.
• Have a friend you can call when something good happens to you. For bonus points, have a friend you can call when something awful happens to you – that’s rough, because only a good friend is willing to share in the bad things that happen.  If you don’t have friends?  Make some.  I know that some people say that Jesus’ biggest miracle was having a dozen close friends after the age of 30, but it is possible.  And these need to be friends in real life.  FaceBook® friends are nice, but it helps to have physically known the friend for the friendship to be solid.
• Exercise. Do something:  Walk on the treadmill.  Go for a run.  Lift weights.  Run through a cave being chased by a giant stone bowling ball.  I’m fairly fanatical about working out every lunch hour to the point I’m a jerk about not skipping it for (nearly) anything  – it really improves the quality of my day.   There are times I come back from working out and feel awesome and happy for no reason at all.  The harder I worked out, the better I feel.
• Eat right. Avoid carbs – they screw with your emotions, especially in quantity.  Don’t eat too much.  Yes, I’m still fasting on a weekly basis, and some of my happiest days are while I’m fasting.  Besides vegans, who is sad when they’re eating a steak?  Eat steak.  If you’re a vegan, pretend it’s a bacon, since bacon comes from plants, right?  Meat may be murder, but it’s tasty murder that makes you feel good.  But I have learned if The Mrs. is eating ice cream straight from the carton to NOT ask how she’s doing.
• If you are sad, don’t drink alcohol. It’s a depressant.  I refuse to drink on those rare days I’m sad.  It helps.  You can’t find happiness at the bottom of a beer bottle, because who’s happy when they run out of beer?
• Get enough sleep. I advise people to sleep as consistently as possible, especially if they have problems getting to sleep.  If you can’t sleep consistent hours, at least get enough sleep even if it’s not the same sleep every night.  Since I blog after work, and often after everyone at home has gone to bed, this is the rule where I’m the biggest hypocrite.
• As much as possible, avoid crappy people. Sure, everybody has a bad day and needs to share.  That’s okay.  But if you’re constantly complaining about bad news to your friends?  Expect that they won’t pick up when you call, so try to give more than you take.
• As much as possible, feel good for other people that have done well. I worked with a guy who put up a bulletin board with stories about how much the CEO of our company made.  He called it the “Wall of Shame” since he didn’t think the CEO was worth that much.  Me?  I want the CEO to make a lot of money, that way my check looks smaller the rent for the place he rents for his mistress.
• As much as possible, avoid envy. See above.  If something good happens to someone, feel genuine joy for them, even if it didn’t happen to you.  Envy is a wasted emotion.
• As much as possible, when bad thoughts slip into your brain – sad ones, mean ones, anything Hillary Clinton would think – get them out. Think of something positive, like the fact that you don’t have to drink alone because your cats are alcoholics, or that you can be the person to put the “fun” back in funeral.
• Keep things in perspective. Most things you do aren’t memorable to other people, and most mistakes you make will be forgotten in a week, unless you were the guy running the test at Chernobyl, then people just won’t shut up about it.

But you could claim that you were late to work because of a flock of wild teacup poodles.

Scott Adams, of Dilbert® fame has a very similar list – I know because after I talked to the bartender and decided to write this post, he did a video on . . . being happy.  He’s in the video below discussing it.  Adams is much more of the “people are sacks of chemicals” and he uses that model to make sure that he’s maximizing the brain chemicals that show up when you’re happy.  It works for him and he does it without ever attempting to control his thoughts.  But if you are someone who drains him of happy because you’re a complete tool?  He’ll cut you out of his life.  Since he’s a multi-millionaire and more-or-less self-employed, he can do it.

Me?  If Ted is a tool at work and I need the job?  I have to deal with Ted.  Though, honestly I’ve only ever worked with one guy named Ted, and he was super to work with and one of the nicest people I’ve ever met.  Unlike Scott, I don’t go for the “sacks of chemicals” theory.  They do make a difference, but mind matters, too, at least for me.  The one time in my life I was profoundly unhappy, I learned to manage my mind first, while finding all the other little tips and tricks of “sacks of chemicals” management more or less independently of Mr. Adams.

I think this was from the pilot of that new series, Breaking Bras®.  And you can’t make a mask like that without silicone . . . .

And that’s it.  Those are the secrets.  Nothing mystical, nothing difficult.

Again, I’m not happy every second of every day, but when I follow just over half the steps above, I’m happy 95% of the day.  I have it good.  There’s no reason to not enjoy being me.

For 80% of people reading this, happiness is easy.  So, choose happiness if you want it, unless there’s a workplace policy at your office, too.  In that case?  Become a loner, drunk, vegan insomniac that spends your free time at Antifa® meetings.  And have another doughnut.