The whole concept that multitasking is wonderful, is quite frankly absurd. I don’t buy the theory, that if only we could master multitasking we would have a better life. I say, “Bptptptp” to that (imagine the Smiley Lady blowing a raspberry). Multitask and you lose the entire experience of each of the things you’ve jumbled together.
A moment ago I caught myself trying to hustle through my morning, in a way that would have meant skipping one my favorite parts of my routine. I had just popped a piece of sourdough into the toaster and walked away. My plan was to switch a load of laundry from the washer to the dryer during the couple of minutes it would take to toast my bread. As I started to step away I caught myself. I realized I was walking away from one of my favorite places to be, hovering over the warmth of the toaster. I warm my hands and breathe in the warm air. Wonderful. The pleasing feeling of the heat, the delicious smell of the bread, the anticipation of the flavors…and I almost missed it.
Don’t sacrifice your favorite little moments of pleasure. You can let mundane tasks wait. As a parent, we need to be extra careful to think before we rush our child through a task. You can’t know if this is a moment they savor.
I remember trying to get my little Hillary to hurry, hurry, hurry up about getting her shoes on each morning. I realized my folly one day when she earnestly asked me, “Mom, don’t you love it when you get your socks just right?” Followed by a contented sigh. I had been urging her through a list of getting ready TO DOs all the while not realizing she was deeply pleased to be getting the little seam in the sock lined up to her idea of perfection. If that gives her a couple of minutes of pleasure, then as her parent it is a priority of mine that she be allowed that time.
Here’s to spending 2012 experiencing all the little pleasures and letting the tasks, that call out to us, wait.