For a stretch, I went to the office on Monday, and worked from home the rest of the week. Never in my life have I been as happy with a work situation, or gotte

For a stretch, I went to the office on Monday, and worked from home the rest of the week. Never in my life have I been as happy with a work situation, or gotten anywhere near as much done. The one day in the office was enough to deal with staff meetings and do planning and other work that actually benefits from being co-located with other people. The other four days I could grind away and actually structure my day so that I could get the contiguous blocks of time necessary to actually get things done. Sometimes that meant I was awake at 4am and coded away madly until sunrise; other days I might take a nap or work on some stuff around the house in those afternoon hours when productivity is at a nadir. I probably ended up actually working somewhere close to 40-50 hours a week, instead of just being at the office for 40. These days, I've basically got that schedule flipped, except I'm working from home on Fridays. On average, I probably get an hour or two of real work done; there's just so much overhead and interruptions that make it damn near impossible to actually concentrate and do anything. On Friday when I work from home, I'm so burned out and used up that I can't get much accomplished then either; besides trying to steal time to deal with all of the errands and other business that it's my only opportunity to get done during business hours. It's really not a great setup. I've been thinking about trying to switch to working four tens instead of five eights; working seven to five would essentially double the amount of time I have to actually get work done, in those two hours before anybody else is in the office. Unfortunately bosses get itchy if they can't see that you're there in the office and they can't walk over at any moment and poke you.