I don't even have the company of my bird right now; she's still brooding her eggs. Her vocabulary is limited, I admit: "Good morning!," "Hello," "Step Up," "Peek-a-boo!" Not much conversation, but probably just as much information as I get from my kids and husband when they come home in the afternoon.
I contemplated calling radio shows, but they'd cut me off after a minute and it would take a lot of calling to radio shows to satisfy any sort of conversation; plus I'd be targeted as a crazy radio stalker lady, and that would be bad for my non-existent reputation.
I could let the dogs in, but they just want a raw hide bone and then would ignore me anyway. The cats just want in and then it's a given they would ignore me; unless I didn't want company, then they'd be all over me.
TV is so selfish and one-sided.
Just me and the roar of the furnace. It must be time for a nap.
Writing is a lonely business.