Oh, I hate those kinds of distractions. Mine is usually in the form of my hubby arriving home from wherever he happens to be. So then I have to stop greet him, chat, etc., get him settled in his chair, wait for him to get into his show of the moment and then I can go back to my writing, but then my momentum is curtailed. *bah*

And so glad you didn't lose words. I Control/S constantly.