Ah the joys of being a self-employed business owner who works from home.
Especially one who is married to a Chef.
Because, you see, I thought, stupidly it now appears, that as he is home on Thursdays, as is the Toddler, that I would be granted my “For fucks sake, just leave me alone and let me do some work!!!” request that I asked so nicely.
No. It seems he will sit on the other computer in the office and play solitaire so I have “click, click, clickclickclick” going on and pissing me off and distracting me. Followed by “go and see your mother” (who is write in the middle of writing a chapter for a book) to the Toddler who is equally pissed off, only displays his pissed offedness by screaming LOUDLY!
Then, some schoolgirl-like giggling and demanding I “look at this”