|Multi-tasking at it's chaotic best. My kitchen|
on a recent Sunday morning.
I used to delude myself - and still do - that I was/am a competent multi-tasker. I am not. I think what I refer to as 'multi-tasking' is 'dearth of focus-itis'. In the photograph above - from lower left, going clockwise - I was making hummingbird nectar, baking brownies, mixing up granola, making coffee, brewing tea for kombucha, and thinking about doing dishes. Chaos ensued. The nectar boiled. Brownies were slightly overdone. Granola was not as clumpy as usual. The kombucha tea cooled too much. At least the coffee was good.
When I start a project, the chances are very good that I will start at least six other things before I finish (if ever) the original project. For example, I will start sorting things in the laundry room and then find myself in the shed at the end of the poultry yard a half hour later, wondering what the heck I was looking for and what it had to do with the laundry room. To keep my mind from inching toward the subject of dementia (a slippery slope), I usually make it a game and see if I can figure out what convoluted thought process took me from Point A to Point Z. I like to equate it to crossword puzzles, in that it is exercising my spongy brain cells.
One of the people I work for IS a multi-tasker. And an exceptionally fine one, at that. She can be on a conference call dealing with the legal issues of drones and be emailing me about something totally unrelated and take a call from one of her kids - all the while, monitoring the call and answering my email. It's amazing. I also think she is the exception.
What say y'all?