My dad was not a huge fan of multi-tasking. He was a perfectionist and wanted things to be done neat and clean. He always encouraged us to do our best and took pride when we achieved his standard of perfection. When we did too many things at the same time or did a half-hearted job because we were rushing to get to the next task, he always said ‘one job at a time and that done well.’ I have heard this so many times while growing up that I find myself repeating it with my own kids when they rush through things.
Once when I was multitasking in the kitchen and burnt a dish that I was cooking and was fretting over it, the kids chimed in ‘one job at a time and that done well.’ I couldn’t help but smile at the lesson passed on.