After a full day of school including a field trip, I asked the kids to give me an hour or so of uninterrupted time to catch up on my work. I had planned a full hour of taking pictures and posting new items for Christmas sale.
Then this happened......
Interruption #1 - My son enters the house very visibly upset and states that we have lost 4 chickens to a hawk as he just spent a few minutes scaring it away from its kill. I calm him down and return to the chicken coop with him to find the fresh remains of a chicken carcass along with three missing chickens. After a search and twenty minutes of coaxing, I was able to get the others out of the bushes and returned to their coop. Down to nine chickens and thirty minutes of my work-hour is gone.
Interruption #2 - My four-year-old ignores mommy's pleas for quiet work time to ask me for the cat-soap. Cat-soap?!?!?! She explained that her sister has placed at least one cat in the tub and they need the special cat-soap to get her clean. Saved the cat. Ten more minutes.
Interruption #3 - On my way back to work when I notice this horrible scent in the house. I discover that the reason the girls wanted to wash the cats is because they thought that they were the source of the awful smell. It turns out that the true source was the dog poop on my daughter's boots that she spread throughout the entire upstairs of my house. The next 30 minutes consisted of removing foul-smelling boots from the house, spot-treating, vacuuming, shampooing the carpet and setting every diffuser in the house on high mode in hopes of clearing the grossness.
Interruption #4 - In the process of bringing the vacuum cleaner up the stairs, my son dropped it and pieces shattered across the floor. Replaced pieces (at least the important-looking ones), tested that it still works and returned the poor vacuum to its safe place. Ten more minutes.
By this time, I am exhausted and cannot remember what I was doing. Do you?
