Sometimes my multi-tasking efforts get me in trouble.
Lori Curley: I am always in a big hurry. In high school, I was always the first one to finish any exam. Yeah, I got a lot wrong -- but I had time to doodle and bother my friends. And I am still at it.
At breakfast, I literally take the ketchup out of my husband's hands as he squirts it on his eggs. I hurry to get it back in the fridge. This way, I am "ahead." I do the same thing as I cook: Crack the eggs, return the carton, use a pan, clean it. To me, a good meal is one that no one knows I made. If I could, I would make the beds while my kids are still in them.
The mail gets the same treatment. No one in our house ever sees a catalog; those go from mailbox to the recycle bin in a matter of seconds. This hyper-speed caught up with me last week when I opened our waffle maker and discovered an old waffle still inside. I must have shoved the appliance into the cabinet while it was still cooking. There didn't seem to be any real damage, so I scraped it out, shot it into the trash can for three points and poured in the new batter -- which got me thinking that maybe my accelerator is stuck.
|Lori Curley, champion mother of two middle-school teenagers, resides in South Orange, New Jersey. She holds a Masters in Education and has been teaching writing at the college level for seven years. But can she find a job as a high-school English teacher? Or will she pull out her hair first?|