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.

Simple.

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.