Nothing makes me more naturally manic than oodles and gobs of sunshine and warmth.
I was just noticing today a spring in my wedge-sandaled step, the urge to chatter about nothing in particular, and the general feeling of giddiness that a bright, cheery, 80-degree day in May brings.
No need to alert my docs. A little hypomania never hurt anyone. If it spurs me on to clean my house, it's probably a great thing.
Enjoy my great mood (while it lasts). I know I am!