noun, often attributive \-ˌtas-kiŋ\: the ability to do several things at the same time.
Picture this. I’m driving home after a dinner date with a very dear friend. We’ve had a marvelous time catching up and I’m in a great mood. Dinner was in Seattle – an hour’s drive for me – so I have another hour’s drive home. Halfway home I start thinking about ice cream.
It’s summer. You’re supposed to think about ice cream (unless, of course, you have a problem with dairy products). You’re supposed to ENJOY ice cream in summer!
By the time I’m back on the freeway, I’m balancing a rather large cup of wonderfulness in my left hand, while also resting said hand on the steering wheel so I can steer, and using the spoon in my right hand to eat my ice cream treat. Going 70 mph down the freeway.
I live in Washington state, where driving while using a cell phone is illegal. Eating a Heath Bar Blizzard while driving is not illegal. I may not be smart, but I’m within the law.
So … I’m driving along, eating my Blizzard, keeping control of my car, and singing along to the radio song, and I think to myself … ‘Man, I’m crazy good at multitasking.’
Which is a good thing because today (the day after my Heath Bar Blizzard extravaganza) I’m writing blog posts for clients, writing a post of my own (which you are reading), listening to the hammering and sawing of the construction guys working on our house exterior, and networking for my other gig as a brand expansion leader for Drs. Katie Rodan and Kathy Fields (of Proactiv Solution fame) – who are expanding their new dermatological-based skincare company Rodan+Fields into the Pacific Northwest.
Someday I may not be quite as good at multitasking. But at this point in my life I’m darn good at it. Especially when it comes to eating ice cream and driving. At the same time.