I finally figured out the best way to communicate with my gal pal, sk. I know no one will ever mistake me for a genius but I’m not the dimmest bulb in the box either but apparently I take a little bit longer to learn some things than others. Obviously, communication is not my strong point.
After 10+ years, I learned the key is word usage. If I speak sk’s language, every thing is right in the world. And when I say sk’s language, I do not mean her Filipino Tagalog, I mean her therapist lingo.
Take a couple of weeks ago, for an example, I started the process of exchanging my summer clothes for my winter wear. I dragged out that huge luggage piece that is almost as big as I am, took out the winter clothes and started replacing them with the more summer like items I won’t use while the snow is blowing. Keep in mind, this is a chore I didn’t even know existed until I met sk. Now, I dread it every six months. But there I was in the middle of all these piles of clothes and I decided I just couldn’t do any more that day. I also knew sk would cringe if she came in to see how I was doing and saw the disarray. That’s when I went to her, explained that I did not finish the job but that it’s a process and I would complete it later.
My crap sat there for another week without sk mentioning it. All because I said the magic word, “process.” It doesn’t matter what the topic of conversation is, if I add that word to the end of my sentence, all is good. Plus, if I throw in a term I’ve heard her use, triangulation for instance, she perks right up and I get brownie points for big words. Simple enough, right?