Conversations with Me

Thanks to heylookawriterfellow for inspiring this. In his post, he shares things he and his wife do that drive each other nuts. It gave me a good laugh when I read it, but it also got me to thinking about one thing I did that annoyed my late husband Bill.

When I was a child, my mother talked to herself, even when I was around. As I grew older, I met a few other people who did the same thing, so the habit wasn’t hard to develop.

It was definitely a hard one to break, though try I did after I married Bill. He even hated it when I read my stories and poems aloud to myself as part of my editing process. That changed after he suffered his first stroke.

While he was recuperating in the nursing home, and I was home alone, I made an effort not to talk to myself. I vowed that I would be completely over this habit by the time he came home. I read my work to myself softly instead of out loud.

I succeeded, for the most part, in breaking this habit, but when Bill came home, he said he liked it when I talked to myself because he then knew where I was and what I was doing. When you can’t see, and you only have the use of one arm and leg, hearing the one you love and depend on to care for you can be a comfort. You can learn more about our life together by reading My Ideal Partner.

Since Bill passed almost five years ago, I’m back to my old habit. I talk to myself all the time and answer myself. I even say a sentence out loud before I type it. When I finish writing this, I’ll go back and read it aloud to myself, as I correct mistakes and make changes. No one is around to hear, so what does it matter?

What do you do that annoys your significant other? What does your significant other do that annoys you? I look forward to reading about it in the comments field.

 

Author Abbie Johnson Taylor

We Shall Overcome

How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

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4 thoughts on “Conversations with Me

  1. My significant other is a rabbit named Deborah. She doesn’t like it when I’m making supper and interrupting her sunbathing. She also hates having her nails trimmed.

    As for me, I get bugged when that silly bunny sits right in the middle of the floor where I want to walk. She doesn’t quite understand that I don’t have my eyes three inches above the rug so I don’t mean to kick her. Even so, I love her and she adores being petted.

    • Thanks, Bruce, your rabit reminds me of an Irish setter we had when I was a teen-ager. He liked to lie on the stair landing, and it’s a wonder I didn’t trip over him and fall headlong down the stairs. He eventually learned to move when I approached, and I hope he realized I wasn’t being mean, that I just couldn’t always see him.

      • Seems like our pets don’t realize the inconvenience they cause us. At my mom’s place, cats often flopped down in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. I often kicked, or nearly kicked, the poor animals because they blended in with the surroundings. When I was in Moscow, Russia, I nearly stepped on a large dog who was laying on the steps of an apartment where I stayed. Even though all those times were accidents, I still felt sorry for whoever I collided with.

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