Languid

~ beetleypete

I was searching my mind for a word to describe how I am feeling today, and this popped into my head.

LANGUID
/ˈlaŋɡwɪd/
adjective
1.
(of a person, manner, or gesture) having or showing a disinclination for physical exertion or effort.
“his languid demeanour irritated her”
synonyms: relaxed, unhurried, languorous, unenergetic, lacking in energy, slow, slow-moving;

Oh yes, that’s the word.

Yesterday, I was preparing for my dog-walk with Ollie, and noticed it looked like it might rain. I popped on a thin ‘showerproof’ coat, and took my umbrella too, just in case…

Ten minutes later, I was in a wind-driven rainstorm. The umbrella was of little use, as the rain was hitting me from all directions at once. Ollie was so wet, his fur looked black. My thin coat was saturated in seconds, and my tan shorts had become so waterlogged, they were wrapped around my legs like damp cling-film. I had been ill-advised to wear leather boat shoes too, as they were sodden, and my feet were slipping around inside them. After 75 minutes of this, I couldn’t stand any more, and even Ollie seemed to have had enough, readily heading toward the exit to the road, and home.

I arrived back at the house easily as wet as if I had jumped into the nearby river. It took three towels to get Ollie anywhere near dry enough to be allowed into the house, and he still felt damp hours later. My clothes were all hung up in the bathroom to drip into the bath, and I changed into a dressing gown after I dried myself.

Sure enough, one hour later, the rain stopped, and the sun came out.

Today is a Public Holiday in England. But I don’t want to do anything. I am not in the mood. I have no inclination, no inspiration. Little energy, and no enthusiasm. The sky is quite blue, but thick clouds are low, and look like they might have some work to do later. Whatever happens, I have to take Ollie out soon, and I am not looking forward to that today.

I am languid.

29 thoughts on “Languid”

  3. The sun shone today for a whole day, quite a rarity these past few weeks, so no time to drag my heals, and now I’m rewarded with liquid, not languid, for my efforts planting and weeding 🙂

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  4. I hiked, rock scrambled, and climbed yesterday. The wind was powerful at times—so powerful that I had to clutch my glasses, and steady my legs against the hard blast. Fortunately, I wasn’t blown off the craggy summit of the desert mountain. But I came within an inch of becoming a human kite!

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    1. It may not have been the best choice for someone who is far from being a Victorian heroine. But as the rain beats down against my window in Beetley, it is pretty much how I am feeling, Mary. 🙂
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  11. I hope the weather gets better, although I know what bank holiday Mondays are like in the UK. Here is not a holiday, but yesterday I was covering the local and European elections live for the radio station and I’m feeling quite tired today, so the word fits for me as well. Perhaps the walk will go better than you expect. Take care.

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