I’m a multitasker.
The more things I can manage via ‘joint execution’ approach the better.
I’ll give you an example.
I shower everyday, most days twice a day. On a Wednesday and Sunday I layer my face with a mini peel, get in the shower, lather the walls with domestos (I love the smell of domestos, love it - in a totally unhealthy way), me with a scrub, and scrub the shower and me, from top to bottom! I alight from said shower, spray window cleaner on the mirror, clean my hair and makeup brushes at the sink, then clean it and the taps at the same time all prior to me wiping the window cleaner off the window with paper towel which I then use to ‘polish’ the taps on the sink and in the bath. My separate bath tub only gets clean on a Sunday along with a large purple rubber ducky, two yellow rubber duckies, a small bucket and old hair spray container that my niece likes to use to squirt water at the ducks with when she comes over.
How does all that dust get into the bath tub? #cleanestroominthehousemyarse
Here is another. I will only go into the city on a Sunday, because parking is $2. At all other times parking is more than $3 per hour. So on a Sunday my primary objective is to cram as much value into the $2 as I can. This Sunday I packed the car with Tupperware orders I had to distribute to various ladies I work with who sat through a party at my place so many of them could get things for their husbands/partners! There was a run on happy choppers and rice cookers! I took back into work the work I took home on Friday to do so I don’t have to carry it on the bus or bike on Monday (weather dependant), turned the computer on while I made a cup of decaf, wrote a brief and another 'terrifically helpful to my boss type document', ordered a takeaway dinner that will be delivered to my place at 7pm tonight (because I had to use the voucher or loose it), left work, planned my walk back to the car to go via the fruit and veg grocer and health food shop, picked up the groceries and was home in just over three hours.
Its not amazing I know. It’s a bit 'everyday' for some folk.
But what is amazing is my reaction to not being able to pull off joint execution.
Freakin’ unreasonable cranky pants resting bitch face times a million.
Please note other jointly executed activities:
a) I can listen to my ipod, water the garden and mow the lawn at the same time.
b) I can play words with friends, eat and watching Burn Notice at the same time.
c) I can even manage a level of grunted conversation while playing Gummy Drop on the ipad, whilst watching Burn Notice. You know Michael Weston used to be a spy!
Hell I cab do B and C at the same time and add D) make bids on E Bay, because I have so many devices.
I can’t write at the same time as I do anything else.
And I want to. I spend so much time writing that joint execution of any other activity would be super awesomely efficient and tres effective.
I want to put a load of washing on and remember to get it out of the machine early than three days later because I was writing and got distracted.
I’d like to speak aloud my thoughts and have someone else write them down while I edit the words I already have.
I’d like to make a cake for a young lady who is starting work in my office tomorrow. Why don’t I? Because I am writing and don’t have the mental capacity or physical want to throw the cake mix in a wet substance, turn the oven on, mix, stir, pour and bake. Because I had this idea for a blog post at the same time as I thought I had better sort chapter five of my second book because I have chapter six ready in my head.
It doesn’t matter how efficient I am or how many joint tasks I can execute. I can only write when I write.
But it’s the way it is.
So I am on notice. Don’t get cranky. Just get on with it.
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