I have recently come to the conclusion that I have a love/hate relationship with my job. I love it because I can work at home, I set my own hours (as long as I meet deadline), I have no boss leaning over my shoulder except Buddy my cat of course, I can take lunch whenever I'm hungry, I can work from anywhere that has an internet connection, and I can be close to my family at anytime. My hate for it is the fact that I have to work on Saturdays, Sundays, and sometimes at night just to meet a deadline. I hate that I don't get paid for overtime. You know that lovely time and a half you get on a paycheck. I sometimes have to work half a day on Holidays which I hope in the near future when finances allow I won't have to work the holidays and take a whole week off for Christmas. Oh such wishful thankful. But one day thats how it will be. :)
Along with the conclusion of my relationship with my job, I have also come to the conclusion that I also have a love/hate relationship with MC in my current WIP. She seems to be going her own way no matter how I try to steer her back to what and where she should be. She drives me nuts. I'm about to write her right out of the book and let her best friend take the spotlight. But you know that won't happen. I know I'll eventually figure it out.