I Wanna Dance with Somebody(But Maybe Not with Tobito and Paint Buckets)

Song of the Day:

🎶 I Wanna Dance with Somebody – Whitney Houston

Motivational Quote:

"There are three ways to ultimate success: the first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind." – Mister Rogers

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The First Rep

Mondays are a mental game. You can let the weight of the week crush you before it even starts, or you can set the tone and push forward. I’ll be honest, I woke up dragging today. The grind felt heavier than usual.

That’s when Tobito popped his head in.

Tobito: “You look like you need some motivation. Want me to sing Whitney Houston?”

Me: “Absolutely not.”

Tobito (already belting): “I WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBODYYYYY!”

And here’s the thing — as much as I rolled my eyes, he wasn’t wrong. Sometimes you need a spark. For me, it came from people. A conversation with a friend at the gym made my morning better. Talking with a woman about grabbing dinner lit up the middle of my day. Another quick chat with a woman about her day reminded me that kindness goes a long way — for them and for me.

Kindness, connection, conversation — that’s how you win Mondays. Mister Rogers and Whitney Houston had it figured out.

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The Grind & The Glory

The grind today was all mental. Physically, I showed up: gym, work, steps. But mentally? It was a tug-of-war between wanting to disappear under a blanket and choosing to keep moving.

The glory was in the interactions. Hearing a friend push me at the gym reminded me why I’m there. Asking someone about their day gave me perspective. Flirting about a date reminded me that life is bigger than just the weights and the scale.

Whitney’s song hit me right where I needed it. That need to dance, to connect, to share joy with somebody — that’s the real fuel that pushes you through Mondays.

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Mini Adventure: Tobito the “Painter”

Later in the day, I was cleaning my room and headed toward the kitchen when I noticed the dog and the Refried Avenger standing outside the doorway. Both of them were unusually still.

Me: “What’s going on?”

Refried Avenger (serious voice): “Be careful. Tobito’s being creative.”

Me (smirking): “How bad can it be?”

I stepped inside.

The smell of spilled paint hit me first — sharp, chemical, overwhelming. My socks stuck to the floor where streaks of blue and red dripped across the tile. Tobito stood in the middle of it all, holding a paintbrush like it was Excalibur, smudges of yellow across his face like war paint.

Tobito (excited): “I’m channeling Van Gogh! Behold my masterpiece!”

Before I could even ask what he was painting, his brush flicked wildly, splattering straight across my face. Thick, wet, cold. My eyes burned from the sting of cheap acrylics.

I stumbled back into the hallway, dripping blue across the floor.

Refried Avenger (howling with laughter): “Told you so.”

Tobito (from inside the kitchen): “It’s called art, thank you very much. Sacrifice is part of the process!”

The dog barked once like he agreed with the Avenger.

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Wins & Losses

Wins:

Had a great conversation with a gym friend 💪

Asked a woman out on a date 🌹

Brightened another woman’s day with a simple chat 😊

Didn’t let Monday beat me

Losses:

Walked into Tobito’s “painting phase” unprotected

My kitchen might be permanently tie-dyed

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Daily Victory Lap

Mondays test the mind more than the body. But today I pushed through with kindness, conversation, and a little Whitney Houston energy. The grind was heavy, but the glory was in the people and the moments. And even with paint on my face, I’m calling this one a win. Tomorrow, I run another lap.

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