If I could sit down and work as soon as I’m out of the shower and have poured myself my first cup of tea I could get so much done. I’m so productive that early in the morning. My brain is engaged. Thoughts are flowing. Ideas are blooming.
But, other than answering a few emails between morning tasks, any actual sitting at the computer and working has to wait until the kids are up, fed, dressed, hair brushed, and schlepped to their various destinations.
So, to recap, I’m primed and ready for work at 7am. I only sit down and open my computer at 9.
And by 9? My brain is all over the place. It takes actual effort to focus my eyes on the computer and even once they’re there it’s hard to decide what to do.
There’s some facebooking.
A little tweeting.
I check in with groups and friends on Skype.
I open my email fifteen million times and somehow never actually read anything.
I open the Blogger editor and start thinking of something to say.
I close the Blogger editor and forget my ideas.
I read a blog or two.
I check out an article or three.
I drink my coffee.
Sometimes I drink my coffee with a friend who’s wandered in.
And finally, at long last, my brain aligns with my eyes and my fingers and I start typing.
First an email, then a comment, a post might start to brew in the back of my head.
I start to remember things that I need to do, want to do. I start to really focus.
Of course by then I’ve been sitting at my corner table at Starbucks for two hours and I start to feel a bit self conscious about taking up the space, but I don’t let that stop me. Breaking my concentration at this point would signal the end of the work day. It just takes me too long to get into anything.
Two hours later, hungry and most likely doing the potty dance, I’ll still be at that table, wondering if I should just cave and buy a yogurt or risk taking a break for a real lunch. The decision is usually based on how much work I’ve accomplished and how much more needs to be done.
I’ve eaten a lot of Starbucks yogurts.
I’ve overstayed my welcome many, many days.
I just hope they won’t ever get tired of me. Who knows how long it would take me to get to work anywhere else.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a lot to do. I’ve been here for two hours already and this is the first thing I’ve finished.