Saturday, 18 July 2009

Distractions of a busy mind

I’m a thinker, not in a Socratic sense but in a ‘multiple thoughts running through my mind’ sense. It’s not that I can’t focus (one of the best compliments I have received is that I’m a good listener), but more that my mind is always drawing parallels and taking me down a number of seemingly random trajectories, often prolonging my stories or causing me to take awhile to get from point A to point B. If you’ve spoken to me, you probably know what I mean.

I’ve accepted this is how I am, and I embrace myself generally. I hope you do too. (Obviously the female mind in general is a very busy place). My beef, however, is when my mental sojourns lead to unnecessary time wasting.

Take this morning for example. I decided I was going to go to the gym, shower and then head off to the supermarket for our weekly food shop. I needed to put to pack my gym bag and write a grocery list. So what did I do? In the process of packing my gym bag, I audited my clean workout clothes, refolded some of the other clothes in my drawer, pondered if I was soon to have a drawer of clothes that didn’t fit me and if I should put the smaller, tighter tops towards the bottom of the drawer, rifled through the fridge and cabinets, tried to plan out dinners for the next week to inform my grocery list, got out my cookbook and started looking at some recipes I’ve had my eye on and then getting annoyed because I’ll have to convert a ton of US measurements to grams......

Chris often accuses me of taking too long to get out the door and at times like this, I’m guilty as charged. If it takes me this long to cross the threshold on my own, how long is it going to take me to get a move on with baby in tow? At the rate I was moving, baby will be ready for its next feed and a change by the time I get my booty in gear. Maybe this is incentive for a change.......
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