Raise your hand if you’re a multi-tasker.

I am, too. I think of food, recipes, page design, books to read, to-do list, grocery list, shopping list, or places to travel to during my afternoon runs, or when I’m in the train or bus. I think of what to do next when I’m experimenting in the kitchen, sometimes not watching the stove. At work, my multi-tasking skills have been lauded over and over by bosses, peers, and clients. I can make something good out of whatever chaos they throw at me. Give me 10 completely different things to do and I’ll finish it before the deadline. Because I’m “Super Efficient”. You’d think I was the ideal hybrid car if I were an automobile. Yes, it could be fulfilling. Sometimes. Other times, it takes a toll on my body and psyche. I like being on my toes, on the go. “Go, go, go!“ I tell my nephews when they’re complaining of walking. Because I just go. Sometimes I forget, if I pause for a moment, where I am, or what I’m doing. I’m completely lost!