I was in my Happy Place this afternoon…got my bedroom “office” all set up, the first place in 17 years that’s ALL MINE to do my writing in (well, all mine except when my son gets lonesome ’cause Mom’s not out in the recliner with her netbook on her lap desk and comes wandering in to see what’s doin’…) Just started working on making that NaNoWriMo quota…and the phone rings, and it’s my bank, telling me that someone’s tried to charge over $600 to my debit card online. So the rest of the night goes to trying to file police reports and get the arse of the guy who stole my card number fired…not exactly the best place to be trying to write erotica from!