I figured out my problem today. When I get dressed and leave the house, I get nothing done; minimally nothing.
When I remain home and in my pajamas and am left alone to direct everything from Command Central (my bed), I accomplish all sorts of things.
All I need are pens, paper, books, a phone, my laptop, the TV remote, a flash drive, financial files and something to drink.
I remember reading somewhere that Sir Winston Churchill directed a large portion of World War II from his bed.
He is a man I understand.
690 Saint Paul 