Open and Shut

I’m pulling when I should be pushing, alarming brooms and Push-Me-Pull-Yous alike. Hemming when I should be hawing. Hawing when I should be heeing. Hither when I should be yon, and to when I should be fro. In a dither, a lather, and don’t want to bother.
Out of sorts, and sort of out of it.
See you later. Or sooner.