five fillion interruptions

I'm pretty sure there is no such thing as a fillion of anything but just in case there is I'm pretty sure it's a really, really lot. 

The youngster had a rough start to her day and had multiple mini-meltdowns while I was trying to work.  I would love to ignore that but the behavior typically gets destructive and frankly I can't afford much more property damage right now.

Then the phone calls started.  A call from the transporter.  A call from a therapist.  A call from the office.  A call from the victim-witness advocate.

Then the doorbell.  A package delivery.  The next door neighbor.

Aiiieeeeeee!!!!!

The good news?  The transporter fetched the youngster for a visit with her sisters.  And the neighbor wanted to talk about a solution she had in mind for our downed common fence.  The fence situation is only going to require a pen and a checkbook ($700) on my part and rather than a repair, we will just replace the fence with a new one and be done with it for the next 15 years or so.