Life seems to throw numerous disruptions and distractions almost every day. I spent last night at the children’s hospital with my ten year old for a sleep study unexpectedly. I hoped to spend some of the time with my edits until the paper told me that lights had to be off throughout the study, and I could not leave the room.
Thinking I’d take a nap and then edit this afternoon, the Direct TV people came over to change our boxes, and my son fell asleep. After they left, my brother-in-law called to report my father-in-law’s deteriorating health. He has Parkinson’s and can’t swallow anymore, so his saliva is going to his lungs.
It seems he doesn’t have much time, so we may be planning an unexpected trip to Pittsburgh. Life seems to drag me in dozens of directions at once, and I’ve gotten used to it.
What do you do when disruptions seep in?