The other day I had a conversation that went something like this:
“What a beautiful day!”
“Yes, it is. I bet you didn’t remember to get the coffee creamer at the grocery store did you?”
“Actually I did thankyouverymuch!”
Now, this is a perfectly innocent conversation and really not interesting at all. The thing that makes this conversation a little different is, I had it while talking to myself. Yes! I nagged myself about forgetting something at the grocery store. (She always forgets the coffee creamer.) I’ve noticed this has been happening a lot more often lately and frankly I’m getting on my nerves. In fact if it doesn’t stop I’m going to pack my stuff and throw me out of the house!
Before I go any further I would like to mention that all of these conversations occur in my head and I’m not the nutty old cat woman standing on the street corner yelling at a telephone pole. (It could happen at any time.)
I’m not sure when all of this started because I’ve been doing it for years. I’ve always had a very active imagination so maybe that’s why. I’m also good at having imaginary fights with other people who have had the misfortune of getting on my nerves. This happens more often than you would think. The upside to this is I always win the argument. The downside is I can get really angry and sometimes have to sit myself down so I can take a sip or two of wine (Sip or two my foot!) to calm myself down. On second thought, I’m not sure that’s a downside but you know what I mean.
I actually did an internet search for, “Is it normal to talk to yourself”. (She also did a search for images of hot men in kilts) There are differing opinions on this subject. Evidently in the past people who talked to themselves were thought to be possessed. I’m not sure what they were possessed of but it didn’t sound good. Then some psychiatrists decided that people who talked to themselves were probably schizophrenics. After having some long arguments with themselves they said schizophrenia was only a possibility if you heard other voices joining in on the conversation. So far that hasn’t happened to me thank goodness. After searching a little more I finally found the answer I was looking for. The title of the study was, “Why Talking to Yourself Might Be The Highest Form of Intelligence”. I was very excited to read this. According to the article talking to yourself is a great stress reliever and a wonderful way to work through a problem. Isn’t that great? I’m not only normal but I’m smart too! This was a very detailed study so I won’t go into everything they said (She didn’t read the whole article.) but they pointed out by talking to yourself you are able to establish communication between your right and left brain which helps define problems and sets up solutions to those problems. I didn’t even know I had a right and left brain (they are very small) so it’s nice to know I not only have these but can talk to them as well. The more the merrier! As for being a great stress reliever, I’m not sure I agree. I can get very worked up when I’m having an imaginary argument. Did I mention I always win?
I did a short survey on a Facebook page (She couldn’t figure out how to end this article.) which is inhabited by Dave Barry bloggers. I simply asked, “Do any of you ever talk to yourselves?” My first thought after seeing their responses was I should have said, “Do any of you ever talk to yourself.” (Actually her first thought was, “These people are nuts! I need to find another Facebook page.”) The answer was an overwhelmingly “Yes! I talk to myself all the time!” What amazed me is some of them not only talk to themselves a lot but also will use different languages when doing so. I’m not bragging but I speak a little Japanese. (The only Japanese phrases she knows are Teriyaki chicken and ‘domo arigato Mr. Roboto’.) However, I’m pretty sure I stick to English when I’m talking to myself. A couple of people actually started arguing with themselves while answering the question. I couldn’t help but notice that several people’s alter egos were actually kind of mean and put them down a lot. (moi?) I would like to thank the Facebook blogits who answered my research question and I would list all your names but I’m running out of space. (She’s too lazy.)
In conclusion (Thank goodness!) I think we all have moments when we hear an inner voice that is trying to bring some sense of normalcy into our lives. Some people swear it sounds like their mother’s voice telling them to stop before they make a bad decision. (Always listen to your mother) I’m not sure about that but I do wonder if the inner voice is responsible for earworms that drive us crazy, (It’s a small world after all…..) the second guessing of answers on tests or, in my case Final Jeopardy, (She’s always wrong.) and the fact I sometimes honestly believe that one doughnut is good but a second one is better. (They’re small, take two!) Now if you’ll excuse me I need to go have a long talk with myself.
To show I’m not completely lazy, thanks go out to Ken, Suzy, Stephanie, Diane, Laura, Clay, Lyle, Paul, Becky, Faye, Amy, Cassie, Rex, Rita, Lars, Linda, Melanie, Jamie, Kit, Rick, Anne, Keith, Angie, Kristin, Kathyrn, Beatrice, Patrick, another Diane, and Archie. I’ve withheld your last names to protect your innocence. (Innocence? Where?)