You know that Aesop's Fable about the Fox wanting the grapes, but he couldn't reach them? When he decided
"They're probably sour anyway!"
he gave all future generations a very useful phrase. The term "Sour Grapes" comforts us in uncomfortable situations. It's especially appropo for sitcom floods at midnight.
I no doubt saw this procedure done on "Hazel". "Lucy", "Dennis The Menace" or "The Brady Bunch". Running out of dish detergent, my subconsciousI ingeniously substituted a tablespoon of Bubble Bath.
Sitcom flood ensues. So last night, around midnight, I coined the phrase "Sweet Grapes". I can now use it when something looks like a disaster, but ends up being what you wanted all along.
That floor didn't just need mopping; it needed detox. The combination of spilled coffee, ketchup, sugar and coffee grounds hardens into a 3-D glaze that is so impervious to moisture, you could patent it for floor tiles. Except, of course, it's sticky to walk on. I'd already done a day of preliminary spot soaking, which only softened the top layer.
So last night,around midnight-thirty, I realized I had a "Sweet Grapes" situation. I thought I had wanted clean dishes. What I got was a clean floor, without hours of scrubbing.. SWEET! And no spots on the glasses, either. A therapist would say I'd created a positive cognition. But I just say "It's just Sweet Grapes!".
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