Just a little rambling while playing musical dogs. This is what I call the separation of one old Mastiff, and one exuberant 1-year-old Australian Shepherd (apparently the small size). We switch between cage, outdoors, and living among the humans. A herding type dog, which we are trying to train to stop nipping at our heels, is not very wise when she nips at the heels of a 110 pound dog with strong legs and a jaw that could engulf exuberant dog’s head. Our mastiff may be old, but she still has bursts of strength which has taken me off my feet, dragging me on the ground in her wake.
Recently, I read a question on a blog, a Facebook post–not really important. The question was do you talk to yourself?
I used to talk a lot inside my mind with poisonous words such as, what a freakin’ idiot you are, you can’t do anything right, you’re a failure, nobody cares what you say.
And on it went until I learned to block those thoughts and replace them with positive thoughts–or what I have accomplished. I can tie my own shoes–victory!
However, I do talk to myself, sometimes not realizing it. When I have my orders for the grocery shopping mission—get in-get out, I will quietly say to myself, okay, what’s next. I follow my orders, which are written according to where things are located in the store. It shortens my mission. I’ve learned from my wise therapist this could be considered obsessive behavior–hmmm–don’t care.
Anyway, the question has been on my mind because I also talk to my cats as if they can understand me. I guess it makes me feel better that I’m actually talking to a breathing being.
While on my recent grocery mission, scanning the shelves quickly to find what I needed, I heard the woman behind me speaking to herself. Not so quietly either.
I almost laughed out loud, making my mission a little more pleasant.
How about you, do you talk to yourself out loud?