Discombobulate.

It has always been one of my all-time favorite words. I just like the way it sounds. And of course…. when someone says they are discombobulated, you know exactly what they mean.

Well. Sort of.

The dictionary-sense of the word is to confuse or disconcert. To upset or frustrate. But you know…. it can run the whole gamut, now can’t it? It will bewilder, dumbfound, flummox, baffle, mystify, perplex, puzzle, stupefy, amaze, vex. Disorient. Muddle.

Jumble your peace of mind into a pile of little yipping Chihuahuas.

This much, I can tell you. I have recently had a brush with discombobulation.

Perhaps it could happen when you are in a rental vehicle which you are unfamiliar with, driving on the wrong side of the road because you are in a British ruled country…. and feeling light-headed from and all day consumption of nothing but airline mini-pretzels and lukewarm Diet Cokes. You then turn the wrong way, not once but three times …. while trying to keep your mystery vehicle on the left side of the road.

You make wrong decisions at every corner…. mostly because you are distracted by the free range chickens crossing the road. Because they can. That’s why.

Yes. Discombobulation.

Since I experienced all of this on one of the British Isles…. I think somehow the Queen of England is to blame. She is a bit “out of sorts” herself.   Fell down.  Broke her crown.  Wouldn’t you know it?  She ran out of money…. of ALL people.  Too much pomp and circumstance, as far as I can tell.

I think she should sell the castle… and retire down to one of her British Isles.  She could become a Free-Range-Chicken-Farmer… which may suit her better…… than losing her Royal Butt by living too high off the hog.

But back to it.  The thing about discombobulation is this.

When it happens….  simply…. recombobulate.  (Easier said than done, sometimes.)

Recombobulation isn’t nearly as cool of a word as its counterpart.  But it is probably better for you than getting your jaw jacked out of shape…. putting all your eggs in one basket…. and then running over your Free range chickens… on the wrong side of the road.