Always have, more so as I get older. I have conversations with the dog sometimes. No he doesn't talk. But he does communicate. Sometimes I cuss myself out for being stupid or forgetting where I put things "so that I can find them again".

More seriously, I occasionally have to write technical documentation for work, and I found out many years ago that it often helps to say it out loud a few times to help get the phrasing right before putting it to keyboard. I do that a lot (not always for work - sometimes I even do it before posting shit to various online forums ).

Yes, all the time. there's the purposeful, like "I'm putting my classes in the drawer", in the faint hope that I'll remember saying it when I forget I did it.

There's the involuntary necessary such as when, for family reasons, I must watch network news...and they are wrong.

Then there is the weapons-grade paint-peeling profanity that may be required with a household project that requires strange positions or weird tools; The kind of language you can't use around honest men such as truck drivers, steel workers or miners but is required for peace of mind.

So, yes I talk to myself.

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Then there is the weapons-grade paint-peeling profanity that may be required with a household project that requires strange positions or weird tools; The kind of language you can't use around honest men such as truck drivers, steel workers or miners but is required for peace of mind.

I'm a truck driver and I can put a sailor to shame.

Sometimes, it's my only way to have an intelligent conversation all day.

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Originally posted by wishfull thinker:

Then there is the weapons-grade paint-peeling profanity that may be required with a household project that requires strange positions or weird tools; The kind of language you can't use around honest men such as truck drivers, steel workers or miners but is required for peace of mind.

The air turns electric blue. Buzzards fall out of the sky because their flight feathers are singed. Mothers in a half-mile radius bring their children indoors and stuff cotton in their ears. Crab grass wilts. Often accompanied by hand tools headed for Low Earth Orbit.

Nope, not familiar with that phenomenon at all...

Not out loud (very often) (that I'm aware of).

ALL THE TIME inside my head.

Of course I do...some days they are the only intelligent conversations I have all day.

"In the heat of battle, my father wove a tapestry of obscenity that as far as we know, is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan."

This quote from "A Christmas Story" describes most of my talking to myself...

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Originally posted by PHPaul:

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Originally posted by wishfull thinker:

Then there is the weapons-grade paint-peeling profanity that may be required with a household project that requires strange positions or weird tools; The kind of language you can't use around honest men such as truck drivers, steel workers or miners but is required for peace of mind.

The air turns electric blue. Buzzards fall out of the sky because their flight feathers are singed. Mothers in a half-mile radius bring their children indoors and stuff cotton in their ears. Crab grass wilts. Often accompanied by hand tools headed for Low Earth Orbit.

Nope, not familiar with that phenomenon at all...

Thank you for all your replies.
I guess he's really not losing my mind.

Since I work alone a lot, I talk to myself when thinking out a problem.

It's more thinking out loud than anything.

I talk to my self silently, not usually aloud but can't say that's never happened. I do talk to my dog on things that have no relevance to him. I just like the way he tilts his head like saying "yeah, you're right daddy"