Have you ever known someone who interrupts every conversation to turn the focus back on themselves?

Went to visit a friend of my husband’s and his wife. I’ll call her “Nell.” I was standing in the kitchen with Nell, just talking (or trying to) and man! Every time I tried to tell her something, as soon as I get the first sentence out, like, “Today Rick and I saw my son’s new house!” she jumps on it to start a house story of her own. Sigh.

Why do some folks do that?

(Today Rick and I went to look at my son’s new house, which they close on on March 1. We “broke in”—(through an unlocked garage door) and took pictures! :) My favorite picture was taken through the dining room window and it shows an entry door all padlocked so no one can get in. Heh!—