CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- Last Sunday, I wrote about this Seven Day Mental Health Diet I was preparing to start. I was determined to make it through a full week without complaining or having any negative thoughts whatsoever. I was going to repackage every potential aggravation so each could be viewed in a positive light.
For seven days, I was determined that there would be no problems -- only adventures.
There were so very many adventures.
And so, so much repackaging.
The first began about 17 hours into the diet, when my refrigerator spontaneously added a fountain feature to its ice-making device. Fountains are all the rage these days, and I was fortunate that, along with the soothing sounds of running water, this new feature also ensured that the shelves and contents of my freezer were emptied and cleaned. Along with the kitchen floor.
Even better, though, was that I didn't have to sop up the water on the floor using dirty towels scavenged from the laundry. Oh, no. Instead, I was able to use all the clean ones that I'd just washed, folded and put away. No dirty towels for my floor! No, sir. Nothing but clean ones.
The event was made even more charming by the fact that there were several teenagers in the same room with the refrigerator when the fountain sprung to life. So focused was their concentration that the water ran for a good half-hour or more before their feet grew moist enough to draw their attention away from their handheld research devices to investigate. I was impressed by their deep focus. (Impressed might not have been my initial reaction, but it was eventually reached.)