If ya know what I mean?

I have a friend, Jennifer, that I met through a past roommate who used to go and help Jennifer with cleaning or odds and ends that Jen can’t do by herself. But now I’ve taken my old roommates place because she is getting married soon. So on Saturday mornings I go over to Jen’s and we make a list and try to plan out her week with meals and re-situate things in her room to make her daily routine as easy as possible on her and the disability that has always accompanied her. Sometimes after she’s given me some instruction on how to do something to help her, she will always end her instruction with “If you know what I mean?”

“If you could turn it like this and put it like that….If ya know what I mean?“

Not just once but usually after every time, she will say this.
She says this to me to make it sound less like an order. She wants to be nice and end her instruction or correction in a polite way, if ya know what I mean. And I reply,
"Yea, I understand." or "Yea, that ould be better."
And when I say goodbye and walk out the door, I realize that not once have I ever answered her question honestly because on my way to the car, I just feel compelled to say , “no” under my breath because THAT IS the honest truth.

‘No, I do not know what you mean.' And I’m going to try a little harder tomorrow to not allow myself to have any complaints about my life. Only gratitude. It is definitely always the cure for what’s wrong with all of us.’

Happy Thanksgiving.