Multitasking

Multitasking- [muhl-tee-tas-king, -tah-sking, muhl-tahy-] concurrent or interleaved execution of two or more Jobs.

It is an interesting topic for my first blog post. Starting a blog has been on my to-do list for months now. Every time that I cross enough items off my to-do list (after multitasking of course), there is that one line I never have the guts to tackle. A blog.

When I woke up this morning, I quickly got dressed, did my morning walk, and ate a healthy breakfast. Next, I sat down to begin being productive so I would have the option of doing fun things later. For some reason, I've always been good at multi-tasking. It enables me to get 4 things done in 5 minutes instead of 4 things done in 40 minutes. I'm used to it, and it's used to me.

Today however, multi-tasking was a little more difficult than usual. I couldn't really explain why..I got 9 hours of sleep and was in a perfectly good mood when I woke up. Instead of being able to make coffee, read the newspaper, go on facebook, and write a birthday card all at the same time...I could only do one thing at a time! It really was the weirdest thing. Then my eye started to twitch and I got a knot in my stomach. "Oh no," I thought..."This was going to be one of those days."

It turns out, it was one of those days. After going to pilates and feeling great..then going to work and feeling awful..I had a baby meltdown in the parking lot at Wholefoods. "I couldn't do this anymore," I thought. I can't do it all. I attempted to do it all. I failed at doing it all. No one can ever do everything that they want to. It really is kind of sad in a way. Multi-tasking only gets you so far before your body pulls in the reins and tells you to slow down. After I realized this, I tried to cheer myself up by strolling through Wholefoods. I thought this would work. I didn't. This was quite surprising as Wholefoods is probably one of my favorite places to be (at all times.)

But what is really the problem here? Am I attempting to take on more than I can really handle? Or am just another young person who has very little experience in the real world. Maybe I just need to be broken in..get a little rough around the edges.

That brings me to another point.... Disappointment. I'm not just talking about being disappointed in yourself. I'm also referencing disappointing others. Since I've moved back to Santa Barbara in January, this topic has been a regular battle going on in my head. I'm either giving up all of my time for someone else/jobs, or I'm taking personal time to enjoy life..thus disappointing others who count on me. Seriously, is the real world really like this? Am I constantly going to be feeling this stress forever? If so, uhh...what fun I'll have to look forward to.

At least my cat is sleeping on my bed today. She never sleeps on my bed.