I feel no compunction to multi-task, and I don’t necessarily see it as a virtue.
I focus on one thing at a time. If I’m cooking a meal, I don’t have any urge to go do a load of laundry or catch up on reading or neaten up the living room. I am perfectly OK with tending to the task at hand.
I don’t know why this is. Maybe I’m not easily bored, maybe it’s how I’m built and wired. Maybe it’s because I see others around me who can’t sit still for more than five minutes and who always need to feel like they’re accomplishing something, using every available minute to its max, and this only hardens my resolve to just not be that way.
There probably is a time and place for being that way, but those days are over for me.