Last night, I wrote about my struggles to set up a good work-at-home routine around here, because of all the random urgent tasks that pop up during a day. Here are two days worth of routine busters:

Today
1. Call from Ian's school to say that Jonah's homework is in Ian's backpack. Weigh going to Ian's school and getting the homework to Jonah. But decide it's not worth a 45 minute drive. Decide to let Jonah take his lumps.

2. See Jonah's lunch box on the kitchen floor. Decide to take it to him, since he doesn't have any money on his lunch card. Can't let the kid starve. 10 minute distraction.

3. Half day at Ian's school; home at 12:20. He just got off the bus complaining of a sore throat. Add 15 minutes onto all tasks for the rest of the day. 

Yesterday

1. Call from Ian's school. He forgot his library book. They want me to bring it in, so he won't cry. We work it out on the phone and he's fine. 8 minute distraction.

2. Call from Ian's school. The therapist wants to discuss the horrible side affects of his ADHD meds. She promises to push the Speech Therapist to teach him to swallow pills, so we can try something else. 30 minute conversation with a 40 minute recovery time.

3. Go to the mall to buy a dress for a baptism this weekend. (A chore that would be unthinkable with a kid in tow. Husband doesn't get home early enough to go in the evenings.) 2 hours. (Yay! Pretty dress.)

4. Can't remember where I parked the car, so I walk around aimlessly, while pushing the panic button on the key chain over and over until I find it. 15 minutes. 

Despite all that, I did manage to write 466 (non-bloggy, non-twittery) words so far this morning. If I pop in a movie for the sick kid, I might be able to double it.