Hence, a room of my own. The room pictured above, affectionately known as the Green Room (the color it used to be before the beige-ification of our house in preparation for sale) was always just a spare room. A place to keep my books and records and for guests to crash. But, I decided it needed to be more. Like a real office. Which is what is has become (well it's a real office to me). Between the hours of 12pm & 5pm every week day without exception, with some weekend hours thrown in when the mood strikes, I'm writing in that room. Now, if I want a snack or a drink, I'm forced to descend and then climb the stairs, my sneaky way of getting my butt up every hour. My only distraction now is my own procrastination, which I fear will take longer to conquer. But, I had to start somewhere.
Then, I took things a step further. I am now getting my ass out of bed at 8:30am instead of my usual 10am, so I can work out before I write my smut. I've also set myself daily goals, in order to keep myself on track and I've limited my access to the interwebs, which is a HUGE time suck. I've got it all plotted out in writing, right down to the gold star stickers I give myself when I accomplish it all (no joke on the stickers. It works just as well as it did when I was a kid!)
My first week of this experiment has tripled my productivity and helped me lose three pounds. So, I'd call it a success. Discipline is no longer a dirty word in my life, although I still don't put on real clothes to work. Hey, you've got to have some compromise in life.