Not a satisficer: But, I got tired

Many moons ago, I came across the word “satisficer”. I love words and collecting them. I throw them into my memory bank and I pepper those words in certain conversation salads just to play around. Mind you, this is not the same as using fancy GRE or $10 words to sound smart. It is extremely annoying when certain people do that.  Insecurity comes in many forms and manifestations. But I will let that go. Too much weirdness in the world right now to start focusing on the concept of insecurity.  Let’s just say it’s running rampant.

Back to satisficing. It’s a fancy word with a simple meaning. When you satisfice you are doing the bare minimum, per se, to meet the requirements for a situation. You are just trying to satisfy what is needed and nothing more. While I like and have “collected” that word, I also dislike it. I dislike what it represents. I have never been a satisficer. Don’t want to be one. I try everything in my power to excel.

However, there are times when satisficing is all that one can do. The other day, I felt so tired that I couldn’t do any more than what was the minimum needed. I couldn’t go the extra bit. I couldn’t go 212 degrees.

“At 211 degrees, water is hot. At 212 degrees, it boils. And with boiling water, comes steam. And with steam, you can power a train. ”

That day, I couldn’t power a train. And, that was ok. All that was needed was a mini bus. If that makes any sense

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  1. Thanks for a lovely word and a helpful concept. I looked it up on Wikipedia – for the history – and found that it is something I do all the time.

    As a person with a chronic illness, aiming for excellence is something I do ONLY in my fiction. I don’t have the energy to do it in my life in general.

    I have had to give up so many things – and I don’t care. I only care that I get through each day, and that the minimum requirements are met, because that almost takes more energy than I have.

    And I need to save as much as I can to write.

    Because one of the things I’m doing is writing a main character (of three) who has to make the same decisions every day of her life. And that’s my legacy, somehow putting into words that someone else might live, what I have been given as my lot in life. Because chronic illness will affect an awful lot of us – and we can’t wish it away.

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  3. What a funny definition – it reminds me of writing a paper for school and doing the bare minimum to get a passing grade….but without any transitions, inflections, or interest, so it reads very, very boring. 🙂


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