I am one week into living and working on the road. Here’s what I’ve realized:
I spend way more time working that I thought.
I set aside an hour in the morning to work and spend all of it checking email, writing exactly nothing. I tell my family I’ll work a little bit before we hop back in the car for our next destination, only to find it takes me four hours to do two hours worth of work.
Apparently I have no concept of how long a task will take me. I’m not sure how this hasn’t become an issue before now; I guess because there was no one standing by and watching my hours stretch past their original boundaries of schedule.
It’d be easy to say that this is happening because I’m not as productive as I could be. Perhaps I’m losing time to Facebook and Twitter? I don’t think so, though. Just in case, I’m probably going to have to reactivate my digital babysitter for a little bit (or find a Chrome alternative since I’ve switched browsers recently). I fear I may just have to cut back on my workload.
I might also need to find a way to force myself to work when I’m not feeling it. As a writer, I tend to pamper my muse a bit and try to work when the words come and don’t when they aren’t. Unfortunately, the words seem to come in the middle of the day when my family would like to spend time with me - or rather they start in the morning and run into midday. It would be much more convenient if I could work at night when everyone else is engrossed in games and movies on their personal electronic devices.
Does anyone know how to motivate a muse to change sleep cycles?
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