Me? I Putter

Which is why I've been so tired.

It takes less energy to putter than for power un-packing.

Could also be why I prefer mini-golf to the tall kind.

I thought of that this morning.

That I putter.

I decided that I'm also a patter, (especially if you're wounded or sick) a petter, (not unklike a patter) and a potter.

I didn't think "pitter" fit the bill, but upon reflection, I believe I might be.

A pitter.

I have a history with cherries and peaches. It counts.

There's also the whole "pitter-patter" of my little feet thing...

So, after due consideration, I have concluded that I am indeed a patter, petter, pitter, potter and putter. er.

Putterer?

I putter.

Let's leave it at that, shall we.