Multi-Tasking, Not

As age creeps up ability to manage multiple tasks simultaneously goes down. This didn’t used to be. I handled many chores at the same time. Seemed totally natural. Then. Today it is a miracle.

Why not prepare your toothbrush while finishing the electric shaver’s routine? Why not hang bath towels at the same time counting out pills to take? And the attire of the day? Hanging on the bathroom door ready for donning at the close of the shower.

Same with setting the table for breakfast while pouring juice, gathering food items, and so forth. Multi-tasking was most evident in the office. Sorting files while preparing word document prep. Listing phone calls to make while arranging the day’s calendar. Jotting down notes on casework to be handled during the day. It was all of a piece and made sense.

Today, not so. The mind swims with small details and just checking the clock for the time is an interruption of focus on other things. A phone call upsets the entire day’s schedule. Rocky’s need for something barges into the midst of writing sensitive material on the computer. Mealtimes converge and exasperate.

No, setting aside specific times for exact chores is the only way to organize my day currently. God forbid something happens to upset the flow of things. A complete rewrite to the schedule will follow or else everything else completely falls to pieces.

This is evidence of aging, I think. I will go with that conclusion. It is as good as I have for it at the moment. You, too?

January 13, 2023

   

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