Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Multi-tasking = bulls#*!

Before I start today's blog - I apologize that I haven't been able to comment on anyone's comments. For some reason my computer won't let me do it and I'm too computer challenged to figure it out. But, I want you to know I read all the comments, and love getting them. I will figure out how to respond soon.

On to Today's lesson - anyone who says they are "great at multi-tasking" has a bubble over their head that also says "I have ADD, get distracted easily, and am really good at a lot of things, but not excellent at anything!"

When I was working I had this multi-tasking thing nailed. I was so good that one evening after I had had my third child I was driving home from work and talking on the phone while I was also pumping breastmilk. My mother who was on the other end of the phone was horrified (in thinking back on it, I am too).

Now, after six months at home with my kids, I now cannot keep anything straight! I have to actually write myself notes and put myself on a schedule for what I am going to be doing at one time. All this kid time has turned my multi-tasking brain to mush.

For your entertainment, an example of how multi-tasking can actually turn you into a bloody mess. This happened while I was training for my second triathlon. It was 3 days after my first triathlon and I was feeling so cool.

I was biking Lake Miramar with my friend and it was about 6am. It was a clear day, so from the dam at Lake Miramar you could see all the way to the ocean. As I was riding my bike I had turned my head to enjoy the view and veered off the path. In trying to get back onto the path, I flipped over my bike and this was the result . . .

And then, the next day, I decided that my injuries had made me a hard core athlete, so I would go running (I made sure I didn't use any apparatus where I could hurt myself) and this was the result. I had a severe allergic reaction and my eyes swelled shut. All the open wounds and moderate hayfever were not a good combination!!! Needless to say, I did not get in the water for several days for fear that I might actually get eaten by a shark!

The moral of this story . . . As I began my journey into stay at home motherhood, a wise woman said to me "You can have it all, just not all at once." My physical scars prove this point.

Have a great uni-tasking night (as I sit here writing while saying goodnight to my 7 year old and waiting for the hot water for my tea to finish boiling). Do as I say, not as I do! :)

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