Do
you think that multitasking is a real thing?
Or even a good thing?
I
pride myself on being able to do many things at once, but I’m really starting
to think that’s a bunch of crap.
There
are times when I watch TV and read.
Sometimes I’m checking emails, reading a book on my Kindle and watching TV. I have the sneaking suspicion that I’m
missing something…something really good because of this practice.
This is, of course, my solution to the
problem of never having enough time. My
weekends are not long enough. My time on weekday evenings are a blink. There
are so many things I want to do, read, see and eat. I’m well aware that my days are numbered –
as are everyone’s. I have the sneaking
suspicion that I’ll die pissed off, feeling that I need more time, even if my
end is at 98 years young, surrounded by my nearest and dearest.
Still,
I have this nagging feeling that I’m barely scratching the surface. I think it has something to do with
multitasking. I don’t think that I give
myself the opportunity to really immerse myself – because I’m often trying to
do more than one thing at a time.
Perhaps
this is another New Year’s resolution:
Just. One. Thing. At. A. Time.
If
I am eating, I’m only eating. If I’m
writing, then I’m only writing. If I’m
reading, well that’s it. Allow myself
to be present in the task at hand. It’s
what I try to do when I’m practicing yoga.
Be in the moment. Leave outside
shit outside.
