“Lenore, the way you talk to yourself cracks me up.”
“It’s sad, isn’t it?”
“Sad? No, I wouldn’t call it sad. Though, if I didn’t know you, I’d call it weird.”
“Please. I think talking to myself is one of the more normal things about me.”
“Okay, you have a point. And, I admit I talk to myself, too. BUT, unlike you, Lenore, I don’t have conversations with myself out loud.”
“Whatever. It’s a fantastic party trick.”
“It’s a confusing party trick, actually.”
“Yeah, Rob agrees with you, too. I’ve been known to drive him nuts with my own conversations.”
“I’m guessing he has a hard time knowing when you are talking to him versus when you are talking to yourself.”
“Exactly! But, he loves me.”
“For the record, I do not talk to myself out loud in public.”
“What do you mean? I’ve heard you talk to yourself during meetings.”
“Well, that’s just me getting sidetrack. I have a tendency to go off on tangents, which typically leads to me talking to myself. I have to talk to myself to bring the thought back to the real conversation.”
“My favorite is when you have a long conversation with yourself about ice cream.”
“I know! Man, I completely rationalize my ice cream consumption by talking to myself.”
“If you were addicted to illegal drugs, you would drive your drug dealer batty with all your ‘personal’ conversations.”
“HA! If they used drugs, they might actually understand me!”
“Oh. Hi Dear! Come on in.”
“Lenore,” Rob begins, as he walks into the bedroom. “Are you talking to yourself again?”
43 thoughts on “The conversation”
I totally called it.
Ding dangity. Did you? Frickin frackin. Not only have I not been Freshly Pressed, but my posts are predicable. *sigh*
I love how you flattered yourself by saying “You’re hilarious.” It’s so true!
I know it’s going to come as a shock to you, Lenore…but I do the same thing. All the time. This is why I need a cat. More cats. When I lived alone with only two cats in my 20s, I talked to them. Sure, now I have my kids and my husband, but they don’t respond or even acknowledge they’ve heard a thing I’ve said. So I talk to myself (more like mutter) Sometimes I’ll say something out loud, then ask my husband, “Oh crap. Did I say that out loud?” First sign of senility!
I’m glad you agreed with my self-flattery, Darla. (smile)
We have dogs, as you know. I do talk to my dogs occasionally – but I find they are not as funny as I am.
I think it is funny your kids and husband don’t respond to what you’ve said – the same is true here. No one in the house is sure whether or not I am speaking to myself or a real person. Ha!
You can talk to us. 🙂 When we’re not talking to ourselves, that is.
I know right… try getting a word in, eh? That’s how it is during family functions on holidays. So many conversations happening at once. I have to talk to myself to feel like someone is listening to me! Thanks for visiting, Patti!
Shoot… I sing, talk to myself and even give myself slam dunks and high 5’s. Then my family wants to know, “What’s so great?” Think choreography to go with the self talk. I get you, I really do.
Oh, I’ll be working on some seriously good choreography now that you’ve put that bug in my ear.
I’m glad you get me. Now, would you please try to help Rob get me? (hee, hee)
It would hardly cost you a thing to produce a movie with a cast of thousands, Lenore! This makes me think you could write a novel very easily. 😀
You are too kind, Soul Dipper. (I am grateful for that fact, by the way.) Writing a dialogue of myself is easy! Creating a dialogue that involves others and actually makes sense? ACK! I know of no such thing. 🙂
So funny! I talk to myself all the time. Tom is forever saying, “What did you just say?” I reply, “Oh, nothing. I was just talking to myself.” It helps me think. I also think it’s a sign of a creative spirit, at least that’s what I tell myself. 😉
I tell myself the same thing, Nancy. Out loud. 🙂 I am creative, dag nab it! Oh yeah, and it helps me think, too. (ha!)
Glad you liked this and you could relate. I welcome anyone and everyone who wants to claim their crazy!
Sometimes I think talking to myself is the only way I stay sain, but sometimes managing all of these voices is hard work too.. ;p
Isn’t it funny how we find something ‘insane’ to keep us sane? Poetic justice or something, perhaps. (smile) Like you, the many voices become tough to manage at time. Ah craziness!
I don’t think it’s madness as you’ve acknowledged the problem 🙂
Thank you. I appreciate you validating my lack of madness. I’ll let my other personalities know. (hee, hee)
Not predictable at all, Lenore. Not for me. I didn’t see it coming until the last line. I think this is one of your best yet.
Thank you, Charles. You make my day by visiting, and you make my week by throwing out such a wonderful compliment. 🙂
Very funny, and I did not call it. Since you are a very interesting and talented person, you are engaging in stimulating conversation every time you talk to yourself. Why wouldn’t you want to do that!
Thank you, Coming East. I am happy to know you didn’t see what was coming at the end. I suppose it is egotistical of me to consider the conversations with myself as engaging and stimulating, alas when you’ve got – you’ve got it. Oh, I jest. I’m just sharing my crazy nature with everyone, in an effort to make others feel more normal. Thank you for visiting. Welcome to the neighborhood!
Living alone (or with a cat) is highly inducive to self-talking. I didn’t realize I’d been doing it till a spent a vacation week with my girlfriend and she kept asking me, “What did you say?”
“Say? Me? Oh….ya, well, sorry. I was just talking to myself…”
Linda, your comment is funny. You reminded me of my boss. I’ve questioned what she said on more than one occasion. Her response is typically, “Mind your own business, and quit interrupting me when I am talking to myself.” The first time she responded with that comment, I laughed hysterically. I was caught off guard. I still laugh hard when she says that – though I am no longer caught off guard.
Thanks for visiting!
I’m giving myself the silent treatment — the arguments were getting way out of hand.
Hahahahahahahaha! Oh my gosh, PW – that is hilarious!! Wow. Man, you totally got me with that one. Funny stuff.
Tee-hee! I usually only talk to myself while driving, and then usually after I’ve said something unkind about or “to” another driver. The most frequently occurring exception to this rule is when I encounter a mystery shadow in the middle of the night. Then I run, and berate myself when I’m back in the safety of light. :p
You make me smile and giggle, Deb. Please stay away from dark places…. only the shadow knows what lurks…. (or something like that.) 🙂
Thank you for visiting me!
Your post actually made me speak to myself “what is this post all about!” until last line. Wonderful post! I do not see anything wrong in self-talking. It helps a person to connect with him/herself. I read in someone’s post that its always good to never stay speechless in life. And i hope you are doing the same.
If your self talking can produce such a great post, then its good. Thanks for such a great post!
Self-talking. I like the sound of that … Funny that my self-talking caused you to self-talk. Thank you for your kind words and visiting.
welcome 🙂 yrs i termed it that way, as i believe each person need to get close to himself by talking to himself;;;
At least you’re never lonely or bored!
Good to see you, Hook! Thanks for stopping by…
Me? Lonely and bored? Absolutely not – you are correct about that. Thank goodness I am a great conversationalist.
You must be normal because I talk to myself all the time. I think it’s a habit I’ve developed from writing so much and wanting to know how things sound out loud, so I’m constantly reading things back to myself.
And yes, I did read my words aloud as I typed this comment.
I appreciate your vote of normalcy, Paul. Though I’m not sure I equate reading aloud to talking to one’s self, unless you immediately delve into an out-loud conversation with yourself pertaining to what you’ve just read. I’m feeling a little dizzy.
What a great ending to a great post! Too funny. Thanks for the laugh. I loved this line, “I’ve been known to drive him nuts with my own conversations.”
I think we all talk to ourselves, inside our own heads. Maybe you’re starting a new fad, by releasing your thoughts out into the world. Like you’re narrating your life, like one of those shows like “The Wonder Years,” or “How I Met Your Mother.” 🙂
Narrating my own life … I like the thought of that, Happy Mom. Good to see you in the neighborhood again; glad you liked the post!
I can so, SO relate to this! Everybody talks to themselves; the secret is not getting caught.
I did a post about it a couple of months ago – Using Technology To Avoid Commitment. http://wp.me/p18cBy-kQ ( not sure if this “embed a shortlink” stuff will work)
I read your post, and it was great! I love how my blogging buddies help me feel more normal. Who knew I had ‘normal’ in me?
Oh but shh! They’ll know by and by that you’re, in fact, normal! That can take fun away from many things. And artistic licenses, too, Lenore!
Good point, Priya. I must hold on to every ounce of any artistic license I have … I’ll find some new crazy, trust me. P.S. At the risk of being redundant, I am always pleased to see you stop by and visit. Thank you.
I was just having a conversation with myself about how funny this is.
We both really enjoyed it.
Hahahaha! And your response made me laugh out loud! Glad you all liked it.
She’s funny isn’t she?
She is that.
She is what?
Oh. Yes, I agree with me, she is. 🙂
You have good taste, Val! Oh yes – you have good taste, too! 🙂
Thank you. Yes, thank you.