I am thinking a lot about multitasking. I am always thinking about multitasking, because there is always so much to do. I really, really miss being a child at this point, because I could spend an entire afternoon sitting on the floor, reading. Or watching the clouds. Or sewing. And there was NOTHING else that had to be done. I didn’t look at a clock very much. I don’t think I owned a watch until I was 13 or 14. Things were simpler. Dinner was when Mom called me. It was time to come in when it got dark. You know.
Now, I have a watch that I rarely take off. I have plans for every day, and they always seem to involve doing multiple things at once. Making breakfast and writing (cough, cough, right now). Shoveling snow and making a grocery list. Making dinner in the crockpot while sewing. It never ends.
I am jealous of those people who can sit down and focus on something to the exclusion of all else. I can’t do that anymore. I need to relearn how to, and that’s what I’m going to be working on. Luckily, I have studio time coming up, and that’s where I will be focusing. No TV, no cooking, just writing. Or sewing. Or perhaps reading.
But today, multitasking is the word of the day. Time to get some words in while I eat, then go out and shovel. Welcome to being an adult, I guess.
- (personal/writing) Thinking about time management
- (personal/writing/depression) It’s been a long winter.