Sometimes writing is hard. Not just the coming up with stories or working through a difficult scene. I mean that sometimes you aren't in the mood. Sometimes life intrudes. Sometimes your alarm goes off and you feel like getting up and sitting in front of the computer is the worst fraking thing you're going to have to do all fraking day. It's not; that would be too optimistic.
Job problems, money problems, significant other problems, friend problems, house problems. You're going to have them all. And they're all going to suck the life out of you.
But the writing will always be there. Waiting.
If you sit around praying for the day when your dog won't be barking outside the door and the lawn people won't be mowing right outside your window and people won't be calling you to fix their computers and you won't be exhausted, then you will be sitting around for a long, long time.
Write through the good times, embrace the bad times, and keep on trucking.
Or give it up and take up knitting. Of course, if you could do that, you already would have. Welcome home, word junkie. Get to work.