Ever experience a zero productivity time period? When nothing gets accomplished except the time marches on? And afterwards you feel as if you woke up from a twilight zone? It’s what I called a dead-time zone.
For me that is 2 pm. My stomach still full from lunch, and blood circulations is diverted from the brain to the stomach for digestion. Whatever in front of me is a blur. No thinking, processing, or decision. Zero, a big goose egg.
While I was working, this is the time for me to practice “management by walking around.” I would visit people, follow up on previous conversations, or frequent the kitchen for another tea brewing. Meeting would be the last place I wanted be caught in.
In retirement, I try to avoid the dead-time zone by engaging in a more elaborate afternoon tea session. Usually accompanied by assorted sweets and nuts. And if at home, I have the option to roll out the mat, practice my yoga, and giving my mind a break.
Do you experience dead-time zone? If so, how do you deal with it?
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