My friend Alan introduced me to the term "half tasking" once when a phone call and a dropped casserole converged. This morning my friend Ron said "you can't save time. You only spend it."
Thanks guys.
Half Tasking
He had always
Saved time,
Doing two, sometimes three things
At once.
He believed
If he did this with small things,
Cleaning,
cooking, sorting mail,
He could spend those hoarded moments
For contemplation, entertainment,
Love,
So he cooked dinner
While paying bills,
And when the phone rang,
He didn't hesitate.
After all,
Even a novice juggler
Can keep three balls in the air.
His girlfriend had not had a good day,
He listened sympathetically,
Stirring sizzling potatoes,
Murmuring condolences as he
Tallied the entries
In his check book
When the numbers didn't add up,
He must have missed something.
How long
Had she been waiting
For his response?
He began his apology
As he pulled the burning potatoes
From the stove,
But the smoke alarm
Swept his words away
By the time he
Stood on a chair,
Covered the alarm with a plastic bag,
And, in the deep, sudden silence,
Picked up the phone to apologize
She was gone.
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