July 30, 2009 at 17:50How I worked two hours a day
When I just switched from office work to homework, at first I was in seventh heaven with happiness. Go crazy - you can sleep as much as you want! You can work when there is a "verse", and when it is not there - go breathe the air and have fun as soon as it comes to mind. Is it not happiness? I spent about six months in this state of constant buzz, and then gradually began to get used to it. And then began what usually happens with most prisoners of the “home office”. And so, after a year and a half of such a life, I wondered - is it really so good with me, as it seemed at the beginning?
So, what have I come to for a year and a half of a “free” life:
- Since I set the tasks for myself on my own, and there were no time limits (you can work at night, do it yourself!), Their number in the “commemoration” exceeded all reasonable limits. And they all arrived.
- The working day never stopped - only having pulled out my eyes, I already found myself at the workplace, and leaving me was prevented by a great feeling of guilt and responsibility before that huge list of tasks that I had set for myself.
- At the same time, the number of cases that really managed to be done during this incredible working day turned out to be surprisingly modest. What have I been doing all these long 16 hours of “free working time”?
A critical calculation of working time has brought disappointing results. The computer, my workplace, turned out to be the main obstacle to work. How not to read the latest selection of stories or jokes? They are, to truth, a fig, but it's fun!
Again, the news - I wonder what is happening in the world, so a couple of news sites every day welcomes me in their arms. And under articles on them there are also discussions. Often, however, stupid and meaningless, but also somehow addictive. I would like to read to the end and still find out who the last word is left for.
Forums in the specialty - you need to know what brothers in the profession breathe. Himself to write something there - a holy cause!
All sorts of newsletters and RSS - there are so many interesting things!
And there is also mail - current working (there are a lot of it) and personal - and I like to write long, interesting letters!
It’s just that ICQ cursed for devouring time did not appear on this list, then I practically did not use it, not like now ... :)
In short, the result was sad - most of the time I suffer from natural garbage that does not give me anything, but much subtracting: money, because the work is not done; health, since a 16-hour sitting behind a monitor’s point does not go without consequences; happiness, because why is there something happy to be? Without money and health?
Having gone wild with such an understanding, I decided on extremist measures. An alarm was set on the table, and it was announced at home that now I was with them again, with the exception of two hours a day.
All day except these two hours, I did not touch the work. And threw it anywhere when two hours were running out. And he lived like this for about a week. The result was shocking - in two hours I managed significantly more than in sixteen! The understanding that time is not rubber, that it is about to end, completely cut off all desire to be distracted even for a minute. Over this week, I redid a bunch of what hung a heavy load for several months. Of course, there were things that could not be pushed in at two o’clock. Everything that requires thoughtfulness, analyticity, some fundamentally not accelerated things (you cannot, for example, type text faster than you can), etc. All this was either divided into pieces or put off. But the result from this did not change - a reduction in working time by eight times led to a sharp increase in the efficiency of its use.
Then I gradually returned to my former life. To your favorite jokes, news, mail. But when I feel that the small business is starting to overwhelm me, I recall this experiment and make the very paradoxical decision: not to add a couple of hours to “raking”, but rather to shorten your working day, limit it to specific rigid limits, for which - no, no . And the "blockages" begin to magically melt ...
So, what have I come to for a year and a half of a “free” life:
- Since I set the tasks for myself on my own, and there were no time limits (you can work at night, do it yourself!), Their number in the “commemoration” exceeded all reasonable limits. And they all arrived.
- The working day never stopped - only having pulled out my eyes, I already found myself at the workplace, and leaving me was prevented by a great feeling of guilt and responsibility before that huge list of tasks that I had set for myself.
- At the same time, the number of cases that really managed to be done during this incredible working day turned out to be surprisingly modest. What have I been doing all these long 16 hours of “free working time”?
A critical calculation of working time has brought disappointing results. The computer, my workplace, turned out to be the main obstacle to work. How not to read the latest selection of stories or jokes? They are, to truth, a fig, but it's fun!
Again, the news - I wonder what is happening in the world, so a couple of news sites every day welcomes me in their arms. And under articles on them there are also discussions. Often, however, stupid and meaningless, but also somehow addictive. I would like to read to the end and still find out who the last word is left for.
Forums in the specialty - you need to know what brothers in the profession breathe. Himself to write something there - a holy cause!
All sorts of newsletters and RSS - there are so many interesting things!
And there is also mail - current working (there are a lot of it) and personal - and I like to write long, interesting letters!
It’s just that ICQ cursed for devouring time did not appear on this list, then I practically did not use it, not like now ... :)
In short, the result was sad - most of the time I suffer from natural garbage that does not give me anything, but much subtracting: money, because the work is not done; health, since a 16-hour sitting behind a monitor’s point does not go without consequences; happiness, because why is there something happy to be? Without money and health?
Having gone wild with such an understanding, I decided on extremist measures. An alarm was set on the table, and it was announced at home that now I was with them again, with the exception of two hours a day.
All day except these two hours, I did not touch the work. And threw it anywhere when two hours were running out. And he lived like this for about a week. The result was shocking - in two hours I managed significantly more than in sixteen! The understanding that time is not rubber, that it is about to end, completely cut off all desire to be distracted even for a minute. Over this week, I redid a bunch of what hung a heavy load for several months. Of course, there were things that could not be pushed in at two o’clock. Everything that requires thoughtfulness, analyticity, some fundamentally not accelerated things (you cannot, for example, type text faster than you can), etc. All this was either divided into pieces or put off. But the result from this did not change - a reduction in working time by eight times led to a sharp increase in the efficiency of its use.
Then I gradually returned to my former life. To your favorite jokes, news, mail. But when I feel that the small business is starting to overwhelm me, I recall this experiment and make the very paradoxical decision: not to add a couple of hours to “raking”, but rather to shorten your working day, limit it to specific rigid limits, for which - no, no . And the "blockages" begin to magically melt ...