Explaining Is Draining

(My mother’s side of the family develops a trait as they age where they all know what they’re talking about without really explaining. I’m starting to develop it.)

Grandma: “Get me the thing.”

Me: “I know what you mean, but where is it?”

Grandma: “Over there.”

(She makes a broad sweeping motion with her arm that covers the entire room.)

Me: “There?” *points to the table*

Grandma: “No. More left-er.”

Me: “I’m terrified, but I actually know where you mean.”*

(I go directly to ‘the thing’, which is a pen, and bring it to her.)

Fiancé: “What was that?!”

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