The weather finally cooled off. Some serious yard puttering “could” happen this weekend. As Ellie commented last night on the NOT we are off to see our lawyer. It was time to update the wills and our medical power of attorney. Fun times. The dogs get it all.
So what is up with the rest of the gang?
Anytime death is discussed, the selling of the record collection is raised. Also, morbid home repairs…”won’t have to fix that again until we are dead”.
Of course
I grew up in Connecticut, where we also puttered. I miss puttering. In Maine, everybody just dubs around.
…I’m guessing puttering around must be pretty similar to pottering about…which I’m certainly familiar with?
“Puttering around” involves completing a series of light, easily accomplished tasks with no particular goal in mind.
“Dubbing around” is taking an inordinate amount of time to do a job or jobs that could accomplished fairly easily with focused effort, or picking away at a job you know you can’t finish today so fuck it, might as well take my time.
“Farting around” is doing all those things, but never actually getting anything done.
…so that would make pottering about synonymous with puttering around but dubbing around would equate to just faffing
…faffing about generally implies emphasis…say if you’re ready the other person who needs to get themselves sorted out to leave would be faffing about at that point…whereas if you just think a thing is taking too long (or isn’t worth the effort required) it would just be “a bit of a faff”
…not sure why even the farting gets an about rather than around where I grew up but I imagine it comes down to the same thing that absconded with all the letter Us missing from words like colo(u)r?
Just got back from a glaucoma checkup and nothing bad showed up. It’s the third good yearly result so now they feel like there’s a good level of stability and low odds of anything going sour.
Excellent news!!!! @bluedogcollar