Multi-Tasker Turns Heads in the Parking Lot

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So the other day I'm down at the marina getting the boat ready for our big sailing trip. The dreadfully charming Mr. Right's got more work to do on the boat, so he opts to stay, while I head home to get the Bungle of Joy down for a nap.

I'm walking through the parking lot. I'm pushing my baby stroller with one hand. I'm pulling a dock-cart piled high with laundry and garbage and bags with the other hand. And I've got the dog on a leash. 'Course, I don't have any other hands to be holding the leash. So the dog is dragging the leash behind her, staying in the general vicinity of the "heel" position. Good Dog, I'm saying over and over.

And I'm actually feeling kind of proud, like I've kind of got my tottering sh*t together. It's one of those rare SuperMom moments that actually seems to be working out.

Then some guy in a convertible Mercedes drives up slowly and yells to me, "Hey! I've seen multi-tasking, but that's ridiculous!"

My heart deflates like my boobs did after I stopped breastfeeding. Is he criticizing me? Is he pissed off that the dog is only technically and not actually on a leash? Is he laughing at me? Who is this BOZO anyway?

Then he sticks his arm up out of his convertible. (Is he going to flip me off?) And there's this huge THUMBS UP hanging off the end of his arm. He yells, "Awesome!" as he drives off.

I go back to saying Good Dog, Good Dog, Good Dog.

Happily even after,
janna
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Posted by at July 3, 2007 7:00 a.m.
Categories: 30-something, bungle of joy, identity, makes me smile

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Posted by sea corp at 7/3/07 12:16 p.m.

And you weren't even wearing your cape!?!

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Posted by sarah112871 at 7/5/07 6:01 a.m.

Before my husband and I had kids, I knew he wasn't a multitasker. One night I was showing him how to make, I don't know, some pasta sauce or something super-exotic for dinner. I said, "Ok, so stir this, bring it to a boil and let it simmer. Meanwhile--" He stopped me right there and shook his head. "I don't do 'meanwhile,'" he said.
And he's right. My dear husband does not do "meanwhile." Now that we have kids, that fact is even more apparent. I can be talking on the phone, making lunch for the kids, emptying the dishwasher, painting my toenails, and pulling something for the freezer for dinner, and that's no big feat. My husband is a different story. When my younger child was about 10 months, my husband was feeding her applesause or yogurt or something soft and squishy where you just have to aim the spoon in the general direction of her pie-hole, and she takes it from there. I handed him the phone, and said, "Here. Call your Dad. He keeps leaving messages and you keep forgetting to call."
Husband: "Yeah, I'll do it after I feed her."
Me: "Here, I'll dial. You just hold the phone with one hand and feed with the other."
My husband looked at me as if I was nuts. Spoon-feed AND return a phone call? For the love of God, woman! Who exactly do you think I am???

Me, I LOVE muli-tasking. It's just so efficient and well, efficient. Is it true that men really do have a harder time with it, or is my husband an anomaly?

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