Multitasking

Right now, in my quiet little house, I have several things
happening all at once.

Take a tour with me.

In the master suite, my husband is sleeping. He came home
today for a quick pit stop before heading out again at midnight for another
long absence behind the wheel of his semi. He brought me home a present –
laundry.

In the living room are piles of dirty clothes awaiting their
turn in the washer and dryer; then to be folded and put away in drawers or hung
on hangers in the closet.  I’m trying to
keep the house quiet so my husband can sleep, so I have to fold the clothes in
his den. When they’ll get put away is anyone’s guess. I still have clothes that
weren’t hung up from last week.

On the dining room table is a “project” I started last
night. I saw a book of counted cross stitch patterns I liked and knew I had
tons of embroidery thread, so I bought the book. Last night, after my soak in
the hot tub, I opened the huge box of pattern books and thread that my in-laws
picked up at a yard sale for me about four years ago. Some of the thread is
neatly wrapped around cards bearing the DMC number and put into little clear
boxes in numerical order. Most of the thread is in Wal Mart bags –willy nilly.
I decided to combine the willy nilly thread and the organized thread so it
would be easier to find the thread I needed for my new, cute, pattern.

I started the “project” by simply looking for the thread I
needed for the pattern and decided that the disorganization was going to drive
me crazy. I started the organization by taking one willy nilly bundle of thread
out of the Wal Mart bag, writing the DMC number on the blank card, and wrapping
the thread around the card. Then I tried to put the newly wrapped card in with
the other cards and discovered that the already wrapped cards in the clear
plastic boxes were not in any order. So, I took all the neatly wrapped cards
out of the boxes, put them in order (leaving room for all the other thread),
and put them back into the boxes. I felt it would be more efficient if I took
the unwrapped thread out of the Wal Mart bag and put them into some sort of order
before I wrapped them around the cards.

This took me into the kitchen to hunt for Ziplock bags. When
I went to look for them, I noticed that I was almost out of the sandwich size,
so I stopped to put that item on the grocery list. Then I noticed I was almost
out of milk, eggs, butter, potatoes, lettuce, and mayonnaise. I added these
items to the list and made a mental note to stop at the grocery store on my way
home tomorrow.

Then I had to pee. I can’t use the master bathroom because
my husband is snoring in the master bedroom so I went into the guest bathroom. In
the guest bathroom is a toilet full of vinegar and baking soda that needed to
be scrubbed and flushed. I’ve had it soaking for about three days and my
sinuses are wide open. (I highly recommend the combination to anyone who is
having trouble with seasonal allergies.) I scrubbed the toilet, flushed it
about 3 times and then did my business.

Upon leaving the bathroom, I noticed that the clothes needed
to be transferred from dryer to clothes basket
- washer to dryer – clothes basket to den – fold – living room floor to
washer.

As I passed by the dining room, I noticed the “project”
hiding every square inch of the table and the cute, little pattern book open to
the pattern I haven’t started yet because the thread isn’t organized so I can
find the colors I need to make it. Do I
have any needles?

Put the clothes in the washer, take the clothes out of the
dryer, fold, repeat.

At some point, in the near future, all these things will get
done or they will get put away for another day. (I have a closet full of
projects for another day.)

I am here, in my 10’ X 10’ computer/craft room, writing this
little blog about multitasking instead of actually multitasking. I needed a
break and this seemed like the thing to do.

Hmmm, I’m hungry. I wonder what I have around here for
dinner?

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