Thursday, July 20
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I thought I'd do something really fitting for my debut post over here at a.secret -- what happened to my motivation?
I'm motivated to do all sorts of things (read blogs, post on blogs, sleep, read trashy novels, clean my closet), but not work. I don't know where my motivation went -- it was here a moment ago. Okay, that's probably not quite true, but it was here a few weeks ago. Now it's MIA. And it's not like this is just a phase -- it happens all the time.
I find that, an astounding amount of time, I'm not motivated to do much of anything work related. If I have a looming (firm) deadline, I get stuff done. Otherwise, not so much. So, either I'm unbelievably lazy or ... okay, I am unbelievably lazy, but I think motivation is part of it. If I'm not feeling motivated to work, well, you can figure out the rest.
So, here's my inaugural secret: I spend most of my office time doing nothing that
looks like work.
I'm motivated to do all sorts of things (read blogs, post on blogs, sleep, read trashy novels, clean my closet), but not work. I don't know where my motivation went -- it was here a moment ago. Okay, that's probably not quite true, but it was here a few weeks ago. Now it's MIA. And it's not like this is just a phase -- it happens all the time.
I find that, an astounding amount of time, I'm not motivated to do much of anything work related. If I have a looming (firm) deadline, I get stuff done. Otherwise, not so much. So, either I'm unbelievably lazy or ... okay, I am unbelievably lazy, but I think motivation is part of it. If I'm not feeling motivated to work, well, you can figure out the rest.
So, here's my inaugural secret: I spend most of my office time doing nothing that
looks like work.
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4 comments:
Here's my question: Do you do work when the door's open?
Seriously, though, as someone who suffers from a similar problem, I got a lot more work done when I went to the computer lab in grad school when all could see what I was "working" on than when I sat in my office or at home where there was no one to notice how unproductive I was.
I plan on placing my computer in a rather conspicuous place in my new office to hopefully foster the same "someone's watching" fear.
And to clarify, while this helps it's by no means a cure-all.
Chartreuse Circe is an awesome name, btw.
I do work with my door open, but unfortunately, the only other thing past my office is my lab, and the students tend to use the other door. So I don't get a lot of traffic. I think partially that it's just too quiet -- I wrote my whole thesis in a coffee house. Nah, I think I'm lazy.
If it ain't broke...
If the coffee shop worked before, why not revisit that venue? Is there a coffee shop nearby that you could work at for a while everyday, or once a week, or all summer long?
Maybe it's not the locale, or a lazy nature, but the existence of a.secret! ;)
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