The day that vanished into small things
You sat down at nine with a real plan. Then a colleague needed a file. Then someone asked where a job had reached. Then you rebuilt a proposal from scratch because the good version was sitting on another laptop.
It is six in the evening and the actual work is still waiting. Nothing went wrong, exactly. The day just leaked away through a hundred tiny gaps - the chasing, the switching, the hunting for the right thing.
Productivity is not about squeezing in more hours. It is about closing those gaps, so the time you already have goes to the work that matters.