Friday, July 31, 2009
One thing I've figured out from all this time alone while the rest of the family is out hosting volunteers in "the bush" is that I talk to myself. A lot.
I mean, I knew that I occasionally commented out loud when no one was around, but having this much time in solitude has caused me to realize that I do it more than just a little.
Now, I'm not totally by myself since Josephine and Eva are in the kitchen 5 days a week working on the dry fruit project. But I am at my desk in my bedroom most of that time being a very disciplined little lady. They head home around 4p.m.
I wonder, does this go back to being a mom to babies? I mean, I always talked to my babies even when they couldn't possibly respond. All mamas do that. And once that first baby came along 22 years ago, I've never really been alone again since. I've pretty much been in a group with family and we've all been talking constantly for over 2 decades now!
So maybe it's just normal to keep on talking even when they are all away. It's pretty engrained in me now to speak out loud, don't you think?
And I don't just talk to myself. I talk to the dogs and to the goldfish as well.
Does that make me sound a little more balanced? (I'm kinda doubting it.)