She: Why was I standing there laughing at myself this morning in my kitchen? I was thinking, Why is it that you have such a clean microwave oven? Well, the reason is that once again I blew something up in it.
Therapist: How often does that happen, Nancy?
She: Oh, about once a week. Maybe I should put it on for just a few seconds and not press the minute button.
Therapist: You think?
She: you see, this morning, the sunshine coming in the window overwhelmed me. This is the third consecutive warm day in New England this year. That caused me a moment of utter joy. I was distracted.
Therapist: What was it?
She: Milk for my coffee.
Therapist: Besides the weather, would you like to talk about why you were laughing?
She: Yes, thank you for asking. I was thinking of going over to Gail Ann’s Coffee Shop and spending $1.50 for a really good cup of coffee and having a nice chat, but decided not to indulge myself.
Therapist: Anything else?
She: OK, are you charging, or is this free?
Therapist: I’ll tell you later, but your story better be good.
She: Desperate Housewives opened last night with one of the women using a mop, upside down washing spaghetti sauce off of her ceiling.
Therapist: Yeh, and her husband walked in and reminded her she had done that before!
She: So, my visit is free?
Therapist: You bet.
She: Have a great morning, dear therapist.