Make a cuppa while the laundry runs, write an email while it cools, take a deep breath while the page loads… while.
The drive for efficiency makes even meditation a job to do, adding stress to the day. What if we stopped and did things one at a time? They say men can’t multitask, but maybe they’re just better at protecting their sanity than women.
Ponder the patriarchy while trying to think of a story for Friday Fiction.
Or do I mean whilst? Ponder pointless grammar dilemmas whilst your brain aches.
Maybe we should drop everything and cuddle the cat.
We interrupt regular programming to bring you a modern feminist’s rant about the dangers of efficiency. Back to usual next week. Unless I’ve given up everything except cat cuddling.