In what has been a rude awakening for me, it has been brought to my attention that I tend to talk a lot.
And lest you think it was done in a subtle manner, by a well-meaning friend, it wasn’t. It was my mom, and it was done out of tough love.
This past Thanksgiving, I drove down to my folks to pick them up so they could spend the holiday with my sister’s family and mine. I live five houses down from my sister, so it’s more convenient to bring up my folks than to caravan down to their place. Also, they get to enjoy the holiday, instead of my mom cooking and cleaning for twenty people. On the drive back from their home, I kept up what I thought was an intelligent conversation about the happenings with the kids, changes in Hubby’s schedule, my new vehicle, etc., when suddenly, my mom pipes up:
Mom: My goodness, (Aggie)! You just don’t shut up!
Mom: You have been talking non-stop since we left the house!
Me: Well, I have a lot to say, mom.
Me: Because I don’t get to talk to anyone!!
Mom: But you never talked much growing up…
Me: That’s because my sisters never let me.
Mom: Hm…that’s true.
So yes, I do talk a lot. I make no excuses for it. I am simply trying to catch up after 35 years of being a relatively quiet person. And now that I have a blog, I can type as much as I want! 😉