About three weeks ago, I decided to write out every task I completed over the course of three days. The golden number (and I’m sure I missed some). . . ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-THREE. WTH?
Now let’s talk about the “buffet” and piling up way too much. I like to get steak and potatoes, while grabbing a roll and salad and then decide I need a dessert, drink, and coffee. Oh, and I forgot a vegetable. Why?
According to a Forbes article, piling up our plates or multitasking actually hinders production by about 40%; way too much shifting between tasks and lack of focus. We pile high and then wonder why things become overwhelming.
Before we get to the overwhelming state, we take on the “we can do it” attitude. Everything is done simultaneously – talking on the phone, cooking dinner, helping with homework, and answering client emails; multitasking on steroids #guilty.
Back to the buffet: how did I fill three days with over 100 tasks? Is it really that serious? Let me provide some background as I’m certain a lot of you can relate:
- I am a mother of three; it probably should just end there
- My husband and I own and operate two businesses
- I teach two classes at a local college
- My kids are all under the age of 7
- I work in and out of my home – clients, calls, cleaning, scolding, molding, folding, sweeping, wiping
When I shared my list of 133 items with fam and friends, the response was “WUTTTT!” or “you are doing the most.” Yes, but I’m learning – some things have to get done, while others can just wait #workinprogress
Also what I can delegate or pay (minimal) for someone to do for me? Like my new friend InstaCart (online grocery shopping delivered) Next is finding a laundry service. If you know me well, laundry is a *&%$@.
Ultimately, I did this to see where I could make changes and had my husband do the same. It was an exercise to show where we could help each other at the buffet – or pull back altogether.
At the end of the day, it’s no longer about what I didn’t get done, but what I did get done – and it will include paying someone—deuces!!!
Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .