Sorry to be equally blunt, but that’s how I’m becoming these days. When somebody tells me he or she is bored, the first thing out of my mouth is, “and, what am I supposed to do about that?”
When I’m feeling restless/bored, I find something to do so I’m no longer restless/bored. If there are chores that need to be done (and I’m in a mood to deal with them) I do so. Otherwise, I might read a book, or play a game/quiz, or exercise on my exercise bike. I might even take a walk down to the mailbox (it gets me out of the apartment for a few minutes). If I’m not into any of those at the time, I might watch TV, talk on the phone, listen to music—or, even, play some. I might also have an idea for a story and decide to write it down before it flies away.
I did invite my grandmother over after one of those “I’m bored” conversations (she’s one of those who needs plenty of time to think something through, and is loose with the excuses unless the idea’s her own). So now I let her sugtgest a date first, and we talk about whether it will work.
P.S. I could always use someone to help keep the apartment clean (right now, the only one who does that is my mother—on occasion).
(1) Young I may be, but even young people are entitled to their opinions.
(2)Attempting to silence me doesn't hurt me, but the silencer.
(3) I must remain true to myself.