Don't Talk About Costco

 

Yesterday my amazing friend, Jennifer, biked over for an outside 6 feet socially distanced chat.  She arrived and I realized as we sat down, that I was actually colder than I had anticipated. So what did she do, but produce a handmade hat in my new favorite color (maroon).   As we sat down, I had that sinking feeling I often have of late, feeling like I have not one interesting thing to add to a conversation.  Right now, when I encounter someone outside of my home, I either have so much to say that I can't stop talking, or I am completely blank and have NOTHING to say.  Luckily, Jennifer and I have a superpower, the ability to find entertainment where few may.  The whole time Jennifer was here, I kept finding stories to relay about shopping at Costco.  And every time, I had the thought, "Don't talk about Costco anymore.  Find something else to discuss."  And then a moment later, I found my mouth open and yet another boring Costco anecdote emerging.  Jennifer is a special education teacher, she used to work with children with Autism.  So, my behavior was not as off putting as it might have been with someone without her background and training.  Then this morning, still lamenting my social ineptitude, I texted her asking if she wanted to discuss Costco anymore?  She responded that when she arrived home, her husband inquired if she knew anyone with a Costco membership.  Being the fantastic friend she is, she assured me that it had all been worthwile for her to gain this intel.  How lucky am I to have a friend that sees the value in my boredom right now?