“I’ve got a bad case of the shilly-shallies,” I replied.
“The what?” said Diane, looking confused.
“You know, the shilly-shallies - when you are indecisive and can’t decide what to do. I feel that way about the church gardens this summer - I don’t know what to tackle next -weeding, pruning or trimming. I might even have to do some watering with this July drought we’ve been having.”
Diane reminded me that many of the UUCS volunteer garden crew has been coming by the church at odd hours helping Katherine keep everything under control while the campus is closed.
“And,” she added, “unlike you, they don’t shilly-shally or even dilly-dally, so you need to quit your lollygagging and get to work!”
“Ah, yes,” I said, somewhat chastened. “I shall go forth and neither dawdle, delay nor tarry.”
Diane just shook her head and added “And while you’re at it, please lose the thesaurus!”