The day job requires that I work 4-10 hour days and I'm doing well after the long drive home to be able to write my 100 words per day.
I hear you. Nobody likes a whiner and if I didn't have this job, I could go live under a nice cozy underpass...and then how would I keep the computer online under the bridge?
I think that finding a sugar daddy at this point in my life is a little far-fetched...although I could be VERY nice to a man who would pay my bills and allow me to write my fingers to the bone. ;-)
So the answer is, I must cope. Cope with the day job. Cope with the commute. Cope with my darling family and beloved friends who think I should spend time with them. Cope with the mechanic and the grocery clerk. And don't forget, cope with Minx (Micro-Beast) the 7.5 pound bundle of energy who thinks my only function is to throw balls, open cans of dog food and give belly-rubs. Easy to cope with Emily and Daisy, my guardian cats who keep me centered, purred over, massaged and comforted throughout.
Enough of this whining. I am focused and opening the manuscript. Writing words and not fretting over whether or not I can write a full 50k this month. The truth is, who cares? What I will do is write new words and maybe make the 50k mark again this year. I will continue to drive to the day job, and go to writer's organization meetings and my critique group, and visit my family and have dinner with friends...and prepare a big Thanksgiving dinner for my family and clean up afterwards...and still manage to write a few more words. If you're NaNoing, I wish you the best of luck and hope you can cope. *hugs*