We’ve got some new philosophies at work that mean I have to start projects more slowly and take more breaks.
Usually I get Go Fever: an urge to get everything started and therefore finished ASAP. Now I’m being encouraged to make plans and get approvals and punctuate before I even begin. It’s smarter, but it’s a hard adjustment.
When I’m stuck on a work problem, it’s good to remember the answer’s in the bathroom. It isn’t, of course, but the time spent taking a break jars your brain out of its rut. The doorways you pass through on the way probably help too.
It’s hard for me to slow down at work. I can take a hobby slowly. Hobbies allow and encourage breaks. I play the guitar better after a break. I can solve unsolvable crossword puzzles after a break.
Perhaps this work slow-down is all a plot, and at my next review I’ll be told that I’m just not productive enough any more, probably my age, time to retire. It just seems so odd to take breaks at work. I suppose it’s part of “work smarter, not harder,” which assuages my guilt every week when I take off at precisely 40 hours to the second.
Honestly, there’s a department jigsaw puzzle, and every time I work on it I feel like I’m being watched. No doubt someday soon the pendulum will swing back, when they notice productivity is down.