It’s pretty much impossible to not get distracted when you have cats.
You’ve settled down to read the paper, or a book. But the cat, of course, knows that it’s far more deserving of attention than that piece of paper, or electronics, so it inserts itself between you and the page.
Or you’re sitting down to do some crocheting. And the cat decides it can help by chewing on your yarn, or running off with a ball of wool.
And then there’s when you’re sitting down to write something on the computer. And your senior cat (almost 20) keeps meowing to let you know that it’s far more important for you to pet her, even if she is across the room, because, you know, senior cat.
That’s pretty much my life. And you know, that’s okay.