So far, this morning, I have been interrupted by children four
times (one of which was to bring me some sourdough toast, to be
fair), have lost audio or video connection with a colleague, twice
(and with a client, once), and have had to deal with a colourful
variety of noise pollutants: dogs; determined house builders; zoom
calls from other rooms in the house. However, I slept in slightly
longer, saw my wife and children intermittently, and managed to
attend eight meetings. I also got some work done. This snapshot of
my morning is not expected to thrill, excite or fascinate you. In
fact, I suspect it is a very familiar rundown of events, if you
live with children in a suburb.
Grammarians may not enjoy the formulation, but this is VERY
normal, now. And it wasn't at all, just a few short weeks
ago.
