Here is one of the biggest differences between WM and me: He’s currently dozing on his recliner in shorts, a tee-shirt, and bare feet. I’m on the sofa wearing fleece pants, a tee shirt, a hoodie, and in two pair of socks. I’m under 2 quilts, Max is next to me, and I have my burning hot laptop directly on top of the quilt instead of my lap desk.
The week was a little bit nutty, especially with the OMGBlizzard that didn’t materialize on Tuesday. I got to work from home, but I feel pretty duped by the forecasters. I know, I know, people will say that we shouldn’t complain because we didn’t get bad weather. But lots of time and money was lost because of the sensationalism of the news forecasts and I think the local networks need to dial it back a bit.
1. How regularly do you get interrupted at work, and how well do you handle it?
Irregularly, considering I work in a cubicle, but when it rains it pours. I can go a few hours working on one thing, and then be interrupted 4 or 5 times in a row. However, I’m one of those people who is constantly interrupted when I talk. I’ve tried talking louder, I’ve tried talking more quickly, and I’ve tried saying “Excuse me, I’m speaking” when I’m interrupted but no dice.
2. What was the occasion the last time a TV program you were watching was interrupted by breaking news?
While we were watching Sleepy Hollow (#RenewSleepyHollow) on Monday, we kept getting interrupted with updates on the “Blizzard.” It was mildly annoying.
3. Whose flow did you most recently interrupt, and what was so important?
Because I’m interrupted so much, I try my damnedest not to interrupt anyone else.
4. How easily does your train of thought get interrupted?
Ugh. The older I get the easier it is for me to get tossed off track. If it gets bad at work, I sign out a conference room for a half hour and go over my task & project lists to re-calibrate my mental compass.
5. What’s something in your life that could use some interrupting?
Ollie is snoring on the other side right now and I really should be stopping that. But I’m under a bunch of blankets and he’s wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy over there.
No house visits this weekend; instead we’re going to chip the ice off of Molly and go visit some neighborhoods. And then I’m going to catch up on my blog reading! Thanks for spending some of your precious bloggy time here!