Going from hither to thither

I frequently find myself waiting for a beginning. You know, when you start something new and exciting and big. However when there are any beginnings in my life I tend to be either focussing on the next beginning or too busy beginning things to enjoy the beginning I'm currently experiencing.

So I came up with this inspired blog name (if I say so myself) a week ago and am only now getting around to starting it. Once, many years ago, I worked with an hilarious scotsman whose name I have since forgotten. The one thing I do remember was one of his (many) throwaway comments talking about another colleague of ours who was heading somewhere on request of the manager. He said (and here you'll have to imagine a thick Scottish accent):

He's going from hither to thither; and if he takes his time, he's dithering.

Said in such an offhand manner but with that cheeky half grin that only those with such dry, rapier wits are able to achieve. I found this absolutely hysterical (don't worry if you don't, I can appreciate that you had to be there and perhaps be me) and had to somehow contain my mirth until I could control myself some 15 minutes later.

It is from that one remembered pithy comment that I have called this blog/brain dump/journal/whatever it evolves into 'The Dithering.' Because that is what I do. More than anything else, I dither. And I dither well.

And so. Onward and upward!