The most productive three hours of my week look suspicious from the outside. No meetings, no Slack, headphones in, do not disturb. From the inside, it's the only time I'm actually working.
I don't mean "actually working" as a knock on everything else. I mean it's the only time my brain is in the state where hard problems get solved, where the architecture makes sense, where I stop fighting friction and start making progress. Getting there, for an ADHD brain, is not as simple as closing your email client.