Work, work, work!  If I was a multi-gazillionaire by now, I wouldn’t need this hassle and I could concentrate on my writing…oh well.  Maybe when I win the Lottery.  As much as I wish it could be the other way round, the job pays the bills, keeps our home, gives us food and keeps the heating on, so it has to come first.  It’s just frustrating on days when you feel like the writing would really flow.