Daily Prompt: Where’s the Glass?

“Will you hold it still, please? I can’t see as it is and your jiggling isn’t helping.”

“Sorry–who knew you were such a fussy one? Why don’t you look on the bright side sometimes.”

“I would, if only you would hold the darned thing still so I could find it.”

“Find what?”

“The glass, of course; the glass!”

Our dear friends over at the Daily Prompt have been busy coming up with questions that have stumped the pions for ages:

Is the glass half-full, or half-empty?

I am still searching for the glass.

My optimism gene is either missing or severely malnourished, which is difficult to understand considering how much optimism flows through my dear husband’s veins. I would think that of all the things spouses catch from one other, optimism would be tops on the list (closely followed by yawns and the stomach flu). However, it is fortunate for him that he has not been infected by my overage of pessimism genes. Harumf and humbug.

(3) Comments

  1. I concur. I’ve always said that I don’t understand why we are arguing about he amout in the glass when I’m certain it is poison and likely to kill us anyway.

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