lackadaisical -me

“Nothing seems really to matter, that’s the charm of it. Whether you get
away, or whether you don’t; whether you arrive at your destination or
whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at
all, you’re always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and
when you’ve done it there’s always something else to do, and you can do
it if you like, but you’d much better not.”
― Kenneth Grahame

energyless; half-hearted; faineant; unenthusiastic; abstracted; apathetic; indolent

Yes – all of that = me too. 

When time is winding down and you are now ready to get up and go but your giddy up and go gotty up and went … and the ocean is a see of no movement, at least none that you can sea… and you want not to do anything and the wanting is turning into not even having enough energy to come up with reasons to not do it and yet there is so much more to do and the clock is a pot of water that never boils.. grass that never grows .. paint that never dries.

“Patience, grasshopper,” said Maia. “Good things come to those who wait.”
“I always thought that was ‘Good things come to those who do the wave,'” said Simon. “No wonder I’ve been so confused all my life.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

Time always moves more slowly when you are waiting for it to pass and it makes me….

anxious, restless, testy, antsy, brusque, chafing, curt, demanding

Yes – all of that = me too.

I feel like a penny waiting for change. I’m champing at the bits which makes me feel out of sorts.  Just three more just three more just three more has me on pins and needles, on edge, a big giant bundle of nerves. It’s like I got ants in my pants and I’m sick to death of the hold that phlegmatic face has on me.. staring me down.. numbers a jumble.. just spinning.. spinning .. spinning … but never really going anywhere. Marching on but standing still.  It’s sluggish, plodding, dawdling, dilatory, and so inefficacious.  

“There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing for yourself.”
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish

jaded, knackered, shattered, wearied, ennuied, flatted, irked

Yes – all of that = me too.

I have to remind myself that it will be worth the wait and I will be as good as new because it will be as good as it gets and possibly better. Totally worth the whistle.  I have to really slow it down and pay attention to where the devil is…for want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; and for want of a horse the man was lost.

Patience is not simply the ability to wait – it’s how we behave while we’re waiting.  ~ Joyce Meyer 

“Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad

Just a bird … watching … waiting… waiting .. watching.. wondering…  

Yes – all of that = me too.


waiting in vain – – – – – – – merrildsmith; paul; sadje; buckeye; bodhirose; baydreamer; pvcann; ann; phans66; blindzanygirl; debbie; mamasemptynest; sandysue; jahna




Flibbertigibbet. This is another fun word! This refers to someone who is silly and who talks incessantly. The first known usage of this word is the 15th century and used to be spelled flepergebet. This word also refers to a person who is flighty.

“Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.”
― Shel Silverstein

Incessant talker.  Yup.  That be me.  I have said this many times.  Most of my talk comes from nervousness. However, the silliness imbedded between the words is what makes my heart sing.  I often do talk to entertain myself, and usually more often than not, because I know that no one else is listening.  Everyone needs someone to appreciate them. I do so appreciate myself. Or at minimum, try my best to appreciate myself.

“Most people talk too much, and what they do say is often just noise or irrelevant gibberish designed to keep themselves entertained”
― Stuart Wilde

I blame my dad mostly for the silly and my mom for the incessant talker part.  There is always the question – is it nature or nurture that made you how you are today.  I got my sarcasm from my dad and a whole lot of my silliness also comes from him.  So it’s nature.  Right?  Thanks dad.

I always want to have fun and be silly and be childish. I’m very childish. I am at my happiest when I am a child and I am just playing.  ~ Sue Perkins

Except, I found out in my 20s that my dad was not actually my biological dad.  So that would make it nurture.  Right?  Thanks dad.  He was one who loved to laugh and make others laugh.  As a matter of fact, I walk like my dad, talk like my dad, tell dad jokes like my dad.  We have many of the same facial expressions and mannerisms.  No matter what. I think I have to thank dad.

We are product of neither nature nor nurture; we are a product of choice, because there is always a space between stimulus and response. As we wisely exercise our power to choose based on principles, the space will become larger. – Stephen Covey

My mom pretty much gave me my looks and some of my attitude.  And boy howdy did she give me my mouth.  I’m guessing that most people think I should not be thanking her for that.  Man, has that boca landed me into some situations.  But here I am.  Still existing.  I have to say that I inherited quite a bit of silliness from her as well.   I mean, it’s mostly silly.  but sometimes, it is just plain awkward.



“I’ve been embarrassing myself since about birth.”
― Phil Lester

I am a flibbertigibbet.  I am proud of it. I am even sometimes super annoyed by it.  But there is no denying that this word summarizes who I am.  And it’s fun to say. I mean if you can.

Flibbertigibbetting: amyrose; cherie; dawn; debbie; webb; wild; hobbo; mcwriterson; garfield; rollercoaster; wapojif; luftmentsch; suzannesmom; robyn


Comeuppance. This is definitely a word you probably heard your grandparents use at some point and it is used in many films set in the 1920s to the 1950s or 60s. This is a fun word and it should be used more than it is. It means that someone will get what they deserve or will “get their just deserts.”

In other words . . . . Karma’s a bitch.

I believe this.  With all of my heart, I believe this.  In my own world, this has been true. I feel like I have always been the recipient of Karma.  When I do bad, I get bad.  When I do good, I get good. I do not think this is an accident. I think it is an intentional payment for my actions.

My own opinion is that if I keep juggling, then all the balls will stay in the air and my comeuppance will never come down, however richly deserved. — Mark Lawrence

It is true that on my best days I am often a hot mess.  Or at least appear to others that I am a hot mess.  My communication style is frustrating to many, both up and down the hierarchical system in which I work.  I often annoy and frustrate the people around me.  I’ve even been anonymously told that I am not respected by many of my peers.  I move too quickly for most people to actually understand what I am doing.  My mind is chaotic so my actions sometimes appear chaotic.  I am a crack up.. or cracked up.


Even though I sometimes get my feelings hurt, I don’t look at these criticisms as completely negative attributes. My chaotic nature helps me to find great solutions.  I get things done.  I never leave things incomplete.  I do things correctly and I usually end up achieving more success than anyone ever expected.  I shoot for mediocrity and I achieve it every single time. I am sooo ok with this.

There are issues with this attitude and lifestyle for sure.  Well, where to start with the negative comeuppances that have come my way.  I am often misunderstood. Many of my bosses indicate that they never knew how hard their jobs were until I arrived.  Many colleagues, friends, and family are frustrated with my confusing communicatory delivery system.  My sense of humor can be annoying.  I have not risen as high as many of my colleagues.

I am often perceived as not caring.  Maybe it’s the fact that I often use phrases like “No, me importa!” or “मलाई मतलब छैन” or “je m’en fous” or 난 상관없어” (I don’t care)!!!

The truth is, I care deeply.  Very deeply. Just not about most of the things others care about.

The positive comeuppances for me have been that my work-life balance is awesome.  My aim for mediocrity has had me soaring through the tree limbs hardly ever impaling myself in the branches.  Though I fall often, I don’t fall far.  My crashes barely bruise me these days.  Every single downward trajectory has me finding ways to get back up.

“I long for the simplicity of theatre. I want lessons learned, comeuppances delivered, people sorted out, all before your bladder gets distractingly full. That’s what I want. What I know is what we all know, whether we’ll admit it or not: every attempt to impose the roundness of a well-made play on reality produces a disaster. Life just isn’t so, nor will it be made so.”
John M. Ford

As a matter of fact, I always get back up and live to quietly complain in my head about the naysayers and jerks.  I often believe, but am more-often proved wrong, that they too will receive every bit of comeuppance they deserve!

In the end, none of that matters, because the truth is … I am currently living in my just desserts …. and they taste just fine.   


“If you’re really a mean person you’re going to come back as a fly and eat poop.”- Kurt Cobain

Karma: brad; Luanne; Krish; rehan; Lydia; scott; lesley; over; nightpoet; kimli; weare; swati


Vagary (n.) – Origin: Latin – Definition: An unpredictable instance, a wandering journey; a whimsical, wild or unusual idea, desire, or action.

I began to realize that life, despite moments of happiness and joy, is really about discovering priorities and dealing with unforeseen vagaries, differences, obstacles, inconveniences, and imperfections. – Maureen McCormick


Random bike ride in Nepal.  Sometimes a random walk, or bike ride, or any non-work-related activity is what is needed to re-center your focus on what is important.  Just breathe.

“Let it rain on some days,
Let yourself shiver on some cold nights,
So when it’s Spring you’ll know why it was all worth going through.”
― Sanhita Baruah

vagaries: memadtwo; pvcannbaruah; paean; rashmi; adirondack; dale; drabble; bruce; shalini   


Smultroställe (n.) – Origin: Swedish – Definition: A special place discovered, treasured, returned to for solace and relaxation; a personal idyll free from stress and sadness.

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.  ~Alex Haley


When I first read the word – Smultroställe – I thought to myself, “This word means family.”  OK that’s a lie.

When I first read the word – Smultroställe – I thought to myself, “What the heck is a smult-tro-sally”.  So i looked it up and thought to myself, “To me, this word actually means happy place”  The second thing I thought to myself was, “How in the heck do you pronounce this word?”

In complete transparency, I still do not know how to pronounce it, but I can unequivocally state that my smultroställe is not just my family but it is my every person in my world who has existed in my happy place.  Every person who has taken the time to reduce the daily drama and make me laugh.  It is every person who has laughed with me and not at me. (Even when they ARE sometimes laughing at me.)  It is every person who has chosen to spend time with me to create the millions of happy memories that I currently own.  The memories that I will have and cherish until the day I die. The happy memories that I will have and carry with me until I go beyond death.  Maybe to infinity and beyond.  My smultroställe is YOU.

I found my happy place the minute I saw you.  ~Sherrilyn Kenyon

To my million smultroställes.  Come on, you know who you are!

The most beautiful things are not associated with money; they are memories and moments. If you don’t celebrate those, they can pass you by. ~Alek Wek

I am a collection of thoughts and memories and likes and dislikes. I am the things that have happened to me and the sum of everything I’ve ever done. I am the clothes I wear on my back. I am every place and every person and every object I have ever come across. I am a bag of bones stuck to a very large rock spinning a thousand miles an hour.  ~Macaulay Culkin

When you finally discover your happy place, your soul will be more easily protected from all the darkness around.  ~Christine E. Szymanski

I collect memories. I look for opportunities to try new things, go to new places, and meet new people all the time.   ~Marcel Wanders

Happy places and memories:  Inspired; Suzy; Keyne; candice; Roth; kk; trent; Anita; carol; Rebecca~MM; Kait; Pete; Shweta; Smelly; Rad; Paean