I work from home and have a lifetime behind me of standing at the door, holding it closed, whilst professionally going, 'Of course, I believe the relative merits of....'
Accidents in the street of the someone's fallen off their bike variety, the cat's caught a mouse, the dog's eating the cat's food (very common that one), 'can I have the ipad?', can I go out tomorrow, where's my *insert useless thing*, fights, foods (though now Mum+working + phone = fridge raid), etc etc.
(My house is chaos, TDZ. How I manage to produce anything in the middle of it is a mystery. )
Fab thanks you I needed reminding. My lot have improved recently but I have had times where I have been locked in the downstairs toilet dealing with a crisis because the boys are fighting.
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