When on the clock at my day job, I try to be focused on getting finished as quickly as possible. That said, I also pack my tablet with me so I can get notes down or write in my stories during my afternoon (evening, let’s be honest) break.
But then, the truck decides it doesn’t want to run anymore. It dies and coasts to a spot I was aiming for, so I drop off the parcel and try to get it running. No such luck, so it’s a phone call to the office for the maintenance folks and waiting for them to come out and look the truck over.
Which means I can now get paid quite a lot to write more in my books. At least the weather is nice for Louisiana in February.
Swift's Corner 