It is second nature to most of us, and it used to be to me, too. But the demands and stresses of the last year effectively punctured my capacity to do more than one thing at a time, and the mere thought of multi-tasking was enough to cause an increase in my heart rate.
Not any more.
I didn’t pay a lot of attention to the notation that the lifestyle-change-that-I-refuse-to-call-a-diet might improve my concentration, but it appears that this has, in fact, happened. I have been more productive in the last few days than in the three previous months combined, and as I look around my office and the other spaces where my things collect, I can see a visible difference. This morning I accomplished two things before I had finished my first cup of coffee. I am tracking details better, and remembering to follow-though.
And not a moment too soon. As schedules jump into high gear with the advent of the “program season” at church and in other arenas, more things find their way onto my calendar, and intervals in between become increasingly precious. Not to mention that after we return from a trip east to help my mother move the web site gets launched!
Sometimes, timing really is everything. (And the goats have nothing to do with any of this, I just like the picture...)