I'm starting to hate my day job. I've always been a diligent worker and devoted to my job, but as I find myself delving into my writing more and more I find myself becoming easily annoyed with the work that drives me away.
It's early in the morning here right now and I should be getting in my car right now to drive to work. But my internal muse is sulking and pitching a fit. She hates sitting there in that cube, working with numbers and spreadsheets all day. She detests having to answer the same questions over, and over and over again.
But I tell her we need to do it. So she tortures me all day coming up with creative lines of dialogue I couldn't possibly remember.
I hate that I find myself getting distracted and not liking work. That isn't me, but I can't seem to stop it.
How do you deal with it?