So Much To Do, So Little Time
The toughest assignments are always due at the busiest time of year. It must be the rule of thumb for college. I have guests for Thanksgiving dinner in a few days, Ethan’s 3D scale model of a backyard covering my kitchen table, Eric’s pants to alter, and I am headed to a rock concert with Rachel right after school today. In the midst of all the confusion, my Shakespeare research paper deadline is looming ahead like a thunder cloud on the horizon. I am overwhelmed.
Shakespeare fits nicely in waiting rooms. In the midst of the chaos that is my life this week, Rachel came home from school with hives. The hives, covering her hand, put a screeching halt to everything, while we made a quick trip to the doctor’s office. But the time was not wasted. During the wait, I read an entire academic study of the connections between love and war as it relates to the play, Troilus and Cressida! Complete with notes and citations from the reading! With six out of eight articles needed for my research paper, I am ahead of schedule. And it was a relief to hear that the hives were nothing to worry about, and Rachel can play at the House of Blues tonight.
Combining tasks, sometimes referred to as multi-tasking, is the best way to accomplish many goals at once. I did the holiday baking while helping Ethan glue stones to his model. Eric’s pants were re-sized between endless loads of laundry. And I somehow managed to organize three areas on the stove with everything I will need for the concert, my presentation at the high school, and my classes today. Because I worked on the projects simultaneously, I got more finished. I am sure I forgot something.
As the schedule gets crazier, I am reminded of how old I really am. The effects of age cannot be ignored when my fingers ache from arthritis, or I need a nap at 3:00pm. And it does not help that my 58th birthday is December 22, the day after the world is supposed to end….again. However, as much as my physical being lets me know I am not young anymore, my mind has never felt so alive. I mean, Shakespeare, Thanksgiving, scale models and a rock show, all in one week? Who would not feel excited?