If you’re like me, you find that you say things that seem to be appropriate at the time but then you wonder why you said it and if you really meant it.
I tend to talk to fill the silence which often gets me in trouble. For example, after a moment of silence, I may blurt out about my morning constitution habits and then notice the horrified look on your face while I make my hasty getaway.
So, this morning, on the sixth day of our power outage (rolling my eyes thinking Jesus will come back before the power does) I looked outside on the porch and I saw this giant European Hornet. It’s on the ground right in front of the door. It lifts its tail and poops. Now that’s just not something you see every day. Right? I’m thinking that he/she is thinking, ‘Poop happens! Deal with it!’ That’s just something you say and hear sometimes (only with the S word 🙄). Okay hornet, I hear you. “Suck it up, buttercup.” That’s just something I say to myself. Ha ha!
My husband and I love our coffee in the morning. We have a deal. I always pour our cups, and I bring it to him while he lounges in his favorite chair. Sometimes I think, ‘why can’t you fix it for once?’ Then I remember how particular I am about my coffee and that nobody can fix it but me. When he’s ready for another cup and he wants me to fix it, he’ll say, “Do you want another cup of coffee?” I’ll tell him, “You had me at ‘Do’” whether I’m ready or not. Honestly, I’m always ready.
Children can be very honest. Recently, we stayed overnight with our grandson. I woke up in the middle of the night with him trying to sneak out the door. After asking him if everything was okay, he sighed and walked back into the room. He said, “To be honest Mimi, you snore and I can’t sleep.” He even left this sweet note (on the back of this picture he drew for us) (👇 See below) that we found the next morning. I wasn’t offended and appreciated his honesty. He couldn’t offend me if he tried. My husband on the other hand said, “She snores all the time and I’ve just gotten used to it.” This is where I roll my eyes (again). Maybe I do snore but it’s because I have to sleep on my back because my hands go to sleep if I sleep on my side. “I’m sorry I snore, honey!” Really, I’m not sorry. That’s just something you say. I guess I am a little sorry. Good grief.
Everyone is talking about having ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder), including me. I have it! I don’t know how I get anything done. I’m getting off point, as usual. Normally I would delete this but I’m leaving it to show you how my mind works. Oh yeah, there is a point to ADD and it’s this. My mind wanders and I will say things (or shout them) that have nothing to do with anything.
For example:
Kenny will be telling me something about bees or golf (it’s always about bees and golf) and then I tend to tune him out and then get accused of forgetting what he told me when really, I just wasn’t listening. I’m thinking of something else, like what I need to add to the grocery store list. Sometimes I’ll interrupt and say, “Do you need glucosamine, Gatorade or wasp spray?” because I’m afraid if I don’t say it then, I’ll forget. I get “the look” and I’ll say “I’m sorry!” I say ‘I’m sorry’ a lot. I say it so much that I’m sure Kenny knows that I’m not really sorry. It’s just something you say. 🤦♀️
Karen G. Bruce 