Usually it's because I'm lazy, or busy, or both.
This time, it's ... just busy. In fact, it's nearly 10pm and I'm still at the office. Oddly, I didn't have this problem for the first year or two that I was working full time; in fact, I usually got home at 5:30 nearly every day. So what changed?
Well, I'm better now at what I'm doing than I was a year ago. And while you may think that would lead to shorter hours, you'd be wrong—I find that I don't get frustrated as easily and can fill my day entirely with things I'm really interested in. Working for 12+ hours isn't difficult at all when you've got your pick of interesting things to occupy your brain.
Of course, today I've been working on documents for the last couple of hours. But 2 hours of necessary evil doesn't make the other 10 or 12 any less worthwhile.

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