During my flurry of reading on "multi-tasking" a few weeks ago, one thing, in particular stood out. Those who multi-task and who are packed to the gills with stuff to do tend to sort of pop like a party balloon when something unexpected happens.
It sort of goes like this.
"What, no, I can't. No, uhm. Uh-uh. No, I can't handle that right now. Oh crap. What? Oh. No. But I have to. How am I going to get it all doooooonnnnnneeeeee?"
All of that accompanied by a rapidly beating heart and the inability to speak in complete, or coherent, sentences.
Clearly, I have some experience with popping like a party balloon when something unexpected happens.
I've been working hard at prioritizing my activities (that's probably the most boring sentence ever blogged), but this week, well, everything my list actually has to get done. I can't go to Arizona to see my grandma without packing my suitcase. I can't pack my suitcase without doing my laundry. I can't do my laundry until I get home at 10 p.m. because of the dinner with a friend and the photography class that's starting, and I'm not trying to brag about how much I'm doing, I'm just trying to catch my breath.
So, currently, you'll have to forgive me. I'm full of myself right now. Let me rephrase. I'm filled up with me-stuff, and I just don't have room for you today.
And that makes me sad.