I’ve always worked better in the wee hours of the morning. It’s quiet. There are no distractions. No one to call, nothing on TV, just a large block of time characterized by nothing but a still hush. Add a fresh pot of coffee and the possibilities are endless. I imagine Edward Hopper’s painting, but with a laptop perched on the diner counter.
The problem is, I have a day job. And two munchkins who wake up at 7:30, no matter what. I don’t need an alarm clock. Thankfully, I’ve found a way to make this work by shifting my day job (in healthcare communications) to an afternoon job, which gives me the morning to recover.
The only drawback so far has been my personal tendency to try and make the most of every waking hour (I struggle with the concept of “time debting”). There’s been a bit of a learning curve with figuring out how to best schedule my working hours. But I’m getting there.