Do you remember being in grade school or maybe even high school waiting for the school bell to ring? You could look at the clock every 30 seconds and it felt like an eternity had passed.
That is how working till 7pm on Wednesday and Thursday nights feels. I can have the busiest day ever - much like today, and undoubtably 5:30pm - 5:45pm rolls around and I hit the preverbial brick wall.
Don't misunderstand - I didn't run out of work, quite the contrary - I have enough work to fill the next 3 hours. Now when the phone stops ringing why can't I take advantage of the silence I was begging for at noon?
If anyone has suggestions for last hour motivation, I'm open to hearing them...