What are you Thinking.

I never know what I am going to write about until I sit down and my fingers start hitting the keys.  Much like my ever day life.  I never know what I am thinking until I hear the words coming out of my mouth.  Many times Sheila will say to me what are you thinking about. And like many men I say oh nothing.  If only she knew how true that is.  Ok there may be a rare occasion where I actually have a thought running through my brain but that’s not very often.  The wheels are spinning but the hamster’s dead.  LOL.    But seriously, many times I don’t have anything on my mind.  I come from a long line of what I call speak thinkers.  My Mother suffers from this much worse than I.  Many times after I have said something, even I say to myself “wow that made no sense”.  But I guess that is just what makes me who I am.  I wish I were a lot more like my Dad. He runs a thought carefully through his brain, really giving it as much thought as any one person can.  Once he speaks his thoughts they actually make sense (most of the time). One thing I do get from my Dad is being quiet.  I love to listen to what people are saying.  Often times I say to myself what the heck?  Did that person just say that?  Did they mean it?  Do they have any idea what they are saying?  But then it occurs to me that maybe they are just speak thinking and right now they are saying to themselves, What the heck did I Just say?

 

But I guess I do possess another quality that the other speak thinkers out there may or may not do.  I go sailing down memory lane.  I think I do that when there is nothing good playing on my brain so my body goes into autopilot and plays and oldie but goodie memory.  Sure it may not be Lucy and Ethyl stuffing Chocolates in their mouth, Or Andy and Barney trying to catch someone running an illegal still. But memories are far more valuable than silver or gold.  They are not something you can buy or sell but they are priceless.