"Oh my gosh is she talking out loud to herself?!"
Yup. That's me. Thank GOD I usually have M.D. with so I just look like an overly attentive mother who has decided to broader her child's shopping experience by talking to him like an adult throughout the whole trip.
"Okay now we need eggs."
"I think I have a coupon for that."
"Nope, we definitely aren't getting orange juice at that price."
"Where do they keep the exterior paint?"
"Which color samples should we get?"
This was me. Correction, this is me. I noticed it first on my first solo grocery shopping trip in probably 3-4 months. I had my list (detailed) my stack of coupons, and apparently brought to the store we me my newfound inability to shop without talking to myself. Out loud. People actually looked. I wish I had blutooth so I could have pretended I was talking on the phone with someone. It would have gone over better.
I drove home thinking, gosh what is wrong with me?! Oh well, it was a fluke. I had a complicated list of ingrediants I usually never buy. I was overwhelmed. I had to talk myself through it. Right?
M.D. and I ran a couple of errands after work on Monday. We went to Home Depot to look at bathroom paint, front door trim paint, nail hole patch kits, and other random items I don't understand. As soon as we entered the store it started again. Racking my brain (OUTLOUD) for what we needed, where we should look, this doesn't match, this matches, this would look nice, how much does it cost!? UGH. The same scenario played out at Target. I literally couldn't stop it. If I stopped talking outloud I couldn't remember what I needed to get next.
On the drive home from Target the lightbulb went off in my head. I figured it out. I know the answer.
My brain is full.
I can't hold any more information, memory, reminders, lists, anymore. It's full. Checked out. So...in order to function in my daily life I now need to constantly spit out portions of my brain through spoken word so I can allow room for the other items which are filling it up. If I speak my grocery list outloud then I don't have to remember it anymore.
I can't think "inside" my head anymore.
There's no more room.
I keep noticing it more and more. I didn't even realize I did
it with M.D.'s diaper bag until this past weekend. I pack his whole diaper bag
for a trip out and then re-state everything in it out loud to myself (or whoever
happens to be within earshot). Okay, this might be slight OCD as well. Either way....