Too Much Multi-Tasking

I think one of the most notable traits of a good percentage of women today is multi-tasking. I often wonder why I have trouble turning off my thoughts when I settle into bed. I am thinking about what I need to do the following day, what my schedule is and how I can fit any tiny little thing in. Sometimes it takes alot. Other days I just want to turn off the phone, close the shades and sit in a dark, quiet room. Someone once told me I should consider taking yoga. Wait isn't that something where you listen to calming, peaceful music, stretch and bend into a pretzel? I do a form of it at home, usually while I am watching second running of daily soaps, in between commercials.. Oh isn't that another form of multi-tasking.

Lately on the weekends I tell David I am not going to turn on the computer when it comes to e-mails or even answer a work related phone call. Unfortunately the two of us usually spend at least one call during our many even on the weekends discussing work. This week was a little sketchy and I never got a chance to go to the market. I hate going on the weekends just because I know usually everyone else has to shop then but I just really couldn't wait another day so off I went. After stopping to chat during my supermarket trip to a friend and also my daughter (I still spent my usual one hour there) I came home to unpack my purchases. As usual I didn't hit the door without the phone ringing and it of course was my hubby. The pups were later than normal on their eating time and were jumping up and down creating havoc and I was also trying to unpack the groceries and talk on the phone at the same time. As I picked up the pint of blueberries the top popped open and out flew the whole entire pint on the floor. With phone in hand telling the dogs "don't eat them, don't eat them" they froze in there tracks. I told David I would have to call him back to discuss business as I had a blueberry explosion on the floor.

Note I am always reading how certain things make dogs either deathly ill or cause them certain death and I didn't know if blueberries were on that list. Our one dog Scooby heeded the command to step away from the blueberries, Snookie our Bison froze in sitting position but as several blueberries rolled in his direction he did what every dog does and attempted to pick one up only to after me yelling at the top of my lungs to "drop it" pop them out of his mouth. Bouncing blueberries either from atop a table or out of a pups mouth is amazingly funny. After scooping up the mess (including two that I stepped on and almost had another total catastrophe) the mess was done, groceries were put away and back on the phone I went to finish our business conversation.

I sometimes get from various people "how do you do it?" Hey I don't know. It's a part of my chemistry to do as many things as possible at one time. Will it ever change I doubt it. But at least in this I know, I am just like pretty much every woman in America...