I came of age in the eighties when multitasking was the catch word. Back then, multitasking was touted as the way to success. Being a rule follower, I multitasked my way through college, taking 18 units while working retail 32 hours per week. My final year as a student, I began planning my wedding, on top of everything else, and still managed to graduate early, magna cum laude.
After my marriage I worked 40 hours a week while we raised our three children. I proudly joked that I had a full-time family, full-time job, full-time home and full-time yard, not to mention my volunteer work. Yet how else was a nineties woman supposed to have it all?
Once my kids could drive and didn’t need me so much, I pursued writing. I couldn’t just take a break. That would be sacrilege! What’s a little sleep deprivation in order to get published?
But now it’s 2020 and I’m hearing a different word. Multitasking has gone the way of the dinosaur. Now, everyone is talking about mindfulness. But what is this mysterious mindfulness? Isn’t that just doing one thing at a time, and doing it very well, before you move on? Isn’t that for people who can’t multitask?
Yet I keep hearing it, drawn to its appeal. What would focusing on the moment be like? Would I like it? I began edging toward this idea, excited to explore the new catch word, to delve into its meaning, to embrace a new way of being.
And then my mother announced that she’s ready to make the move to the city where I live. She’s ready to leave her 1200 square foot home of 50 years to move into a 560 square foot apartment in Senior Living. So over the next month (or two), I will help her make this very emotional move. Once that’s complete, with the help of my sister, we’ll begin the process of getting her house ready to sell.
But wait, I still have a family; I still have a full time job; I still need to write my next book. After all I’m trying to launch a second career here!
So for 2020, I’m rethinking my priorities. Multitasking vs. Mindfulness has given way to Family First.
For this year, that’s my goal, my resolution. I’ll help my mom.
I’ll do my job. I need a paycheck after all. And I’ll continue to write because therein lies my sanity and sense of peace. But I’ll also be kind to myself and focus on this one goal. I’m going to help my mom. I love her and she’s earned it, and I can’t wait to have her live nearby where we can hang out together and do stuff.
This is a new era in my life. And whether it takes multitasking or mindfulness (I suspect it will likely take both), I’m committed.
So here’s to Family First.
Happy New Year, Everyone!
More About Aimee
Having lived in both California and Texas, Aimee O’Brian now resides in the beautiful wine country. With her three children grown and experiencing their own adventures, she and her husband are free to explore the world. When she’s not reading, writing, or planting even more perennials in her garden, she can be found stomping through ancient ruins and getting lost in museums.
Steal My Heart
Hot contemporary ~ Romantic suspense
When a fantasy turns into a cold reality
Lexanne Harris had a plan down to the last sexy detail. Never did she think her attempt to spice up her love life with her boyfriend would involve her in a burglary with a sexier than sin thief whose emerald eyes and serious between the sheets skills are impossible to forget. As a police detective she is expected to stand on the side of the law and fight for justice. But what happens when the lines of justice blur and what’s wrong becomes way too tempting?
The situation might be challenging but Lexanne is determined to get assigned to the case, recover the jewels and catch the culprit.
The question is: What will she do with her sexy cat burglar when she catches him?