If not now, then when?

I was seriously thinking today, what job could I get that didn't involve getting up so darn early, making my own hours, be my own boss, and get paid good for it too.  Well, I didn't really come up with anything. What a brain twister.  I also thought hey, why don't I just quit my job and go get a job at a nice bookstore and file books all day long and recommend titles to other book lovers?  Aaah, wouldn't that be nice? Other people do it right? RIGHT!  Like that would work for me.  I quickly clamp that thought away in nice dark crevice far back in the 'LMAO!' file of my brain and dutifully go to work each day.  Of course the anxiety ridden thoughts of homelessness definitely helps with that.
Of course I could also say that I am two-thirds of the way to my goal. I love to write, not really getting paid to do it yet though.   But writing helps free the insanity that lurks around my head and digs its little claws into the part of me that would like to tell everyone to go to hell so I can live another day, in my normal world, a 'will-be making money at this some day' lovely insane world....