Interruptions.   What do you think of when you hear the word “interruption”?  Did your blood pressure just rise a little? Did you picture an annoying coworker who pops in your office like a prairie dog after six cups of coffee?  Did you picture your toddler who thinks you must hate to be alone when you poop so she makes sure to join you?  “Imma let you finish, Mommy, but ….” To be honest, when I think of an “interruption” it is always in the negative.  Like some evil invasion in my life set to destroy my productivity and peace of mind.  As if they are…