Anecdotally I’ve found that I often can’t get started on a new piece of work because for every possible solution I imagine all the possible ways it could go wrong. After a glass of wine I lose my hang-ups and I can “just get started” and bang out some code.

I suspect it’s the same as the well-known “social lubricant” effect of alcohol, where it eases anxiety and uninhibits nervous people.

However, while I’ve noticed it gets me going it has the same deleterious effects as in social contexts: the code I end up writing is not as clever as I thought it was the night before.

No matter, had sex! I mean… got an MVP working that can be nurtured into a relationship… I mean product.