to put a sign on my back saying DO NOT TALK TO ME!

[EccentricaGallumbits]

I am in dissertation hell.

when sitting at my computer in the cupboard study my back is touchingfacing the door leading to the living room.

people keep talking to me.

people keep asking me questions.

I cannot reasonably be expected to givepeople civilised answers or make decisions or remeber what people are asking me.

This week I have consented to

DD1 going on a train with her friends to a scary big city 50 miles away.

DD2 having 12 friends for birthday gathering when my usual limit is 5.

DH booking the wrong week off work.

and an assortment of other stuff whichI have no recollection of.

I am thinking a big sign will remind people not to expect me to be concentrating on them.

Get on with your work woman

EG = please can we have a big mn party out your house this weekend?

back to work!

Stop posting!! (says she who still isn't half way through analysis)

yes dear.

Headphones. Big ones. You don't have to have anything playing.

Ah, it's other people who are distracting you, not Mumsnet!

they still ask me stuff though. even with the bloody door closed.

it was so much easier the first time around when they were 5 and 7. i foolishly assumed it would be easier now they are a bit more independent but it's not.

yay! will just go and pop it on fb

no problem. you want some money too? you know where my purse is.

thanks. can borrow your shoes?

and 3 hours later I realise the theiving gits have filched all my money, my shoes and I've promised them a holiday to Bali.

bugger. was hoping to sneak in to try out your lippy.

how's your hand?

Headphones. Noise-cancelling ones. And FGS sit on hide your purse and all credit card details before you start

went to burns chelsea and westminster burns clinic this am. saw plastic surgeon. he's unsure as to whether I'll need a graft or not. fingers crossed for not.

its generally not sore though - surprisingly. my horrible shoulder that caused all this is far sorer than it.

I have a nice home-laminated sign that I bluetack to my door when I don't want to be disturbed that says "Please do not disturb. . . except for tea :-)" -- it works.

As would headphones, a lock, and just not answering the door.

Marvellous. All back to EG's tonight.

nips out for industrial strength cider

YANBU! DP asks me long drawn out questions that require thought - almost always when I am in the middle of a timed online test. Drives me mad. Put some music on to drown them all out...