I found a pair of socks in my freezer a few weeks back and it made me wonder how they ended up there. I am the Queen of our laundry room -meaning my husband doesn’t touch our laundry- and these were a pair of my socks. So no matter how hard I tried to blame somebody else (anybody else) I knew I had put them there.
I open our freezer every day, so that left me with a specific time frame. I went through the last 24 hours in my mind and I pretty much got an idea what had happened.
It was a severe case of multi-tasking that had gone wrong.
I never really believed that there was such a person -one who could multi-task with equal efficiency- but regardless of what I thought, I was born and raised to multi-task anyway, because I am female.
That’s what we do. We take care of kids with one hand and cook dinner with the other, at least that’s the general idea behind it.
Now back to my multi-tasking dilemma. Let me tell you what had happened and how differently I would have dealt with it throughout the years:
In my 20’s:
I was in my workshop and answered the phone. It was one of my favorite customers and I knew we would talk for a while. I had just been on my way over to the house -it was lunchtime- and I wanted to make me a sandwich; although I needed to get the meat for dinner out of the freezer. The weather had changed, I felt cold and decided to get me a pair of socks out of the laundry room.
I would have done all of it and would have been back on my way to my workshop in no time, with a sandwich in my hands and the socks would have been on my feet. I would have done all of that, while still talking to my customer.
In my 30’s:
That’s when I felt like superwoman. I would have done all of the above and would have started to cook dinner with one hand, while making the sandwich with the other…all while holding the phone squeezed in between my face and my shoulder.
In my 40’s:
No signs of aging back then either, but I would have been smarter. That was the time in my life, when I started to make lists. I became a list-hawk (still am, when I recall where I put them).
I would have written down all the things I wanted to do and I would have done everything exactly as planed:
- Talk to customer on the phone.
- Walk over to house.
- Get meat out of the freezer.
- Make a sandwich.
- Get a pair of socks.
- Walk back to the workshop with socks on your feet and sandwich in your hand.
I would have checked everything on my list with great satisfaction. (What can I say…little things make me happy).
In my 50’s:
Well, things are different now and that’s what really happened:
I answered the phone and walked over to the house, while giggling with my customer. I got a pair of socks out of the laundry room and went into the kitchen. I opened the freezer, got the meat out and put the socks in, because I needed my hands free for something that I can’t remember. Not sure if I ever made the sandwich.
I walked back to my workshop with cold feet while still talking to my customer.
I can’t wait to see what happens in my 60’s. 🙂
So. YOU are the one who left the frozen steak on my desk? Just checking. I knew it couldn’t have been ME.
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That’s a possibility 🙂
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LMBO!!! Let me tell you what, sweetie! It only gets worse! 😀 Next time the socks may end up on the sandwich! LOL
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Oh boy…:-)
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I don’t dare laugh. So far I’ve managed to catch myself while in the process of committing an absentminded act … like putting the milk in the microwave.
… but I’m sure it’s just a matter of time before my brain farts it won’t be discreet
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Thank you for not laughing 🙂
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So funny- yes I agree multi tasking is overrated! I always feel if I am on the phone I need to be doing something else- lately I have taken to making a cup of coffee and sitting and drinking it while talking- that’s it!
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I feel the same way now. Why not just lean back and enjoy the phone conversation, instead of trying to other things halfhearted.
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Maybe that is where all my missing socks are. I am going to look…….
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Keep me posted 🙂
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I’m in the forties category so that should explain all my lists!
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That’s when I started and never stopped, even though I forget them all the time. I make detailed shopping lists and stay later on in the grocery list without it.
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I made the weakest coffee , ever…the other day! I found out that if you do not put coffee grinds in the filter….your coffee will taste like hot water!! I’m sure I was multi-tasking when this occurs…at least I sure hope I was! 😁
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🙂 🙂 Oh man I am in good company
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One day ,coming home after shopping , evidently I didn’t put my keys in the right place if after an hour or so ,wanting to serve Rene’ some beer , I discovered them in the fridge!
(I wonder if things are somehow attracted by fridges……!)
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You have no idea, how relieved I am to know that I am not the only one.
Keys in the fridge, hey at least you will find them sooner or later. I still don’t know where the spare keys are for my workroom.
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I can hardly do a single task and even then need a lot of time planning it. With socks I still manage to change them but only one sock at a time. That’s were the expression comes form “like a lost sock in the laundrymat of life”
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Take it slow hon…one sock at the time 🙂
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So that’s where all the missing socks go!!
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Not sure, there a still a few missing in our house. Socks not marbles 🙂
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Haha, I was of the belief that odd socks escaped from the washing machine into the dishwasher and suddenly became extra Tupperware box lids!
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(Laughter) oh my Gosh that’s a magic trick that happens in our house too. Thanks for the laugh. Now on a serious note. Where do all the extra lids come from?
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Space?
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I think some of the containers move out in the night and leave lids behind, just to drive us crazy. something like that.
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I’m not quite sure how to tell you this but, being male and in my 60s, managing one task, any task, is an accomplishment!
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LOL Yes I guess that’s something to look forward to isn’t it.
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It rather depends on where you view it from!
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Well, wait a few years and I will keep you posted. 🙂 Thank you for your comment, you made me smile
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I’ve ended up with the remote in the freezer a time or two. Why I carried the remote into the kitchen, I have no idea… (don’t tell anyone).
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Oh Gosh, don’t get me started on the remotes 🙂
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I just blame the ghost cat (remind me some day to tell you about the ghost cat — if I haven’t already).
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Didn’t you say the other day that you don’t believe in ghosts 🙂
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I said I believe in the possibility of ghosts, but I’m agnostic about them. When there’s nothing else to explain something, why not blame the ghost cat? ^_^
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works for me. I try to blame my husband first, then whoever else is in the house -dogs included. Just sometimes, like in this case, there is just nobody else to blame. Very inconvenient 🙂
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Also, it’s got to be someone’s/something’s fault, and it can’t be mine. ^_^ so ghost cat it is. hahahaha!
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