Too Much Joy???

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My subject is In a world where emotions are considered drugs, your family has sat you down to talk about your addiction to joy. It was submitted by Here goes: 

I sit there, shocked out of my mind. Is this really happening? Am I the center of an intervention because of feeling too much joy? Am I enjoying too many things? Who the f&ck decided there should be a limit?

I look down at all the incidences of feeling too much joy. I want to rip it up into a million pieces and throw it in everyone’s faces. How about all the pure anger I’m feeling now? Will I be in trouble for all this anger and wanting to kill everyone in this room? Then I really read the items and I can’t stop the joy I feel.


Karen ###### you have felt high levels of joy when….

  • correctly guessing the ending of a book I am reading
  • being totally wrong about the ending of a book and pulled into a total mind f%ck
  • an audio book I placed on hold at the library become available
  • I start a new book
  • Dino says “I love you.”
  • Dino cleans up without being told
  • Dino hugs me
  • Dino reads one of his sight words
  • Dino spells one of his sight words
  • Dino goes to bed and I don’t fall asleep in his bed, then I can do some important things at night
  • Dino goes to bed and I fall asleep, because I’m so flipping tired
  • Dino sleeps till 6 am (few and far between)
  • Dino tells me I’m the “best mommy” for no reason other than to tell me
  • I fall asleep right away
  • I have a deep sleep and wake up rested (few and far between)
  • I came home to a clean home after hubby cleaned
  • I come home to a clean home after the cleaning ladies were there
  • food is placed in front of me at a restaurant
  • that first bite of food at a restaurant and it’s like pure heaven
  • one of my meals comes out awesome!
  • Dino and Tony love a dinner I made
  • getting all items I wanted on my shopping list
  • seeing a new product with the NON-GMO label…change is coming
  • learning about a new homeopathic way to prevent colds and keep healthy
  • chatting with others who are also organic and NON-GMO believers
  • informing someone on organic and NON-GMO and helping them to see the evils of Monsanto
  • slowly eating a piece of chocolate and savoring the taste and feel
  • eating a HUGE piece of chocolate and savoring the taste and feel
  • starting a new crochet project
  • finishing a crochet project
  • texting with friends I haven’t spoken to in a long time
  • hanging out with friends I haven’t seen in a long time and feeling like we haven’t been apart at all
  • someone else confesses their love of Twilight and knows every little detail and we can trade information
  • someone else loves Jackson Rathbone and we can share in his hotness
  • Jackson Rathbone tweets about a latest movie or shares a pic..swoons
  • a fellow mom shares that look “I’m with you, I love my kid(s) too, but really want them to shut up and leave me alone for five minutes”
  • getting me time


As they try to talk sense into me, I just think about each of these moments and relive each one. I see the anger rise on their faces and hear the curses fly from their mouths. I sit down and ask who will talk to them about their addiction to anger? Then my sweet Dino walks in, turns around and farts in direction. Slowly he turns around and says, “I parted.”

All I can do is laugh as the stench of his fart hits my nose, which causes others to laugh as well. I turn and look at them. “What were you saying about too much joy?”

What causes you “too much joy?”

About karen

Karen is married to a big kid and mom to a head strong, only child. She is happy with her family of three, along with their spoiled fur baby. Karen works full time as a teacher and still finds time to blog, read, crochet, and cook. Follow along as she enjoys this life.


Too Much Joy??? — 19 Comments

  1. Absolutely love this prompt, the way you tackled it and your list ❤

    I think tea, cuddling, writing, days doing nothing, laughing uncontrollably, volunteering and spending time with my friends and family are all contributors to my joy addiction

  2. I love how much joy the littlest things in life can bring. For me it’s lying in bed with my little girl, then she decides to pat my cheek. She knows she doesn’t need to say anything because I’ll know that little touch means I love you, because it’s how I say it to her.

  3. Is it weird that my blog causes me too much joy?
    A text message from a CERTAIN SOMEONE – even if just a HI causes me too much joy!
    Exercise causes me too much joy…
    BUT I AIN’T COMPLAINING! I love it all!

  4. After all I have been through the last….well many years, my aunt has accused me recently of being “too happy” she does not understand why I smile in the midst of all that is happening in my life. HOW do you have “too much joy”? It is easy, I CHOOSE to be positive, I choose to look forward for if I sit and wallow in the circumstances he wins and NO WAY am I letting that happen. I am full of joy, I am alive, I am living my life for the first time in forever, I have a job, my boys, school and finally after WAY too many years, I have a loving man. GREAT job on your list, it made me smile.

  5. I can’t imagine not being able to experience joy. Total BS. And I have to agree that any cleaning done voluntarily by a child or husband is worth celebrating.

Would love to read your thoughts