Logy and Putzing
I’ve been feeling quite logy today (my blood pressure shot up), so I have been putzing around. Apart from a quick visit to say “hi” to Ben, and to get some juice at the market, I have stayed at home. I slept a lot. I had time for inner reflection, and that was revelatory. I wonder why I am often so prickly, so defensive. And I set that alongside my “public” cheerful and funny self, and my habit of being spontaneously generous. It is so odd to be human. Odd, I think, in the sense of our self and world awareness; and of our self critique. Maybe the cats have it better, but I am not sure if they appreciate Beethoven! My minor activities (cleaning the cats’ litter boxes; washing some sheer curtains; doing some ironing) left me quite tired, so it’ll be an early night, dosed up with a sleeping pill. I seem to remember that we used “logy” in England. I am not so sure about “putzing” So I looked up “logy” and “putzing” in an internet dictionary. (See below). The origin of “logy” did not s...