So...someone came a-knocking to my door and offered me some part-time consultancy work, doing something entirely boring but small canvas, comprehensible and not involving mediating arguments about 8 mm or 10 mm boreheads.
And...what was offered was highly flexible, working from home, with laptop supplied, and paid at almost twice the current rate.
So...I leapt at it, consultancy work being the holy grail, as far as I'm concerned. I had a couple of quibbles like, 'It is more editing; is this a good idea because of the similar head-space to writing it requires?' (tho at least I'll understand what it's about this time), and 'Will I get bored and cabin-feverish, spending so much time at home?' (tho can always go up the street to work in cafe).
And so...I put in my notice at my current job, suggested alternative arrangements, weathered minor angsty managerial storm for a couple of days. Things settled down, as they always do, once people get used to the idea, which is followed by your existence being forgotten in six weeks' time, after all the clamour about you being 'indispensable to the project'.
And then...I had other happy thoughts like, now I might be able to afford a side-trip to Mormonsville when I go to the States and buy a MacBook (to support possible future home business endeavours because current 5 yo laptop is driving me nuts).