I am probably about the worst multitasker in the world.
Well, that’s not completely true – I can multitask pretty well provided the tasks are all united in a single goal. Say, writing a novel – that’s not one task, but about fifty or so tasks going on simultaneously. That sort of stuff I can do. I think of these as “projects,” really big endeavors that tend to take up my thoughts when I’m in the shower in the morning, when I can’t sleep at night, when I’m cleaning, driving, etc.
What I can’t do, at all, is support more than one project at once. I just can’t do it. I find I have this weird sort of myopia that could be mistaken for determination and focus, were my attention given in moderation. But it isn’t – I give myself to this One Big Thing I’m doing wholeheartedly, I let it dominate all the “background” processes in my brain, and whenever I’m bored, my thoughts stray to that One Big Thing and nothing else.
And when I go home, I want to do absolutely nothing. Usually. Shifting gears between the One Big Thing and all the other stuff one must do to keep one’s self and family afloat takes a hell of a lot of energy.
I definitely don’t want to blog when I’m in this mode. What’s there to blog about? There’s the One Big Thing, and how it is or isn’t done, and the degree of its doneness is probably of very little interest to anyone else. The only thing I can say is, “Nope, not done yet,” and go back to it.
So, if you’re curious why I haven’t blogged in nearly a month, that’s why. I have A Project. And until that project is done, I probably won’t be doing much else. And though the end is in sight, there’s little more I can say than, “Nope, not done yet.”