Awful day

Today I've done half an hours writing. That's pathetic. I've some how lost my nerve. The novel is so all over the place that even I can't understand it. Deep down I know that it will come right but I haven't the courage today. The situation is aggravated by one hundred petty interruptions. A few weeks ago I moved from my own desk downstairs to my husband's computer. I did this because I've got bad back and shoulder problems (even more time wasted trailing back and forth to chiropractor). Anyway, a few days ago the sun came out so I opened the window in my husband's office - and now it won't shut. So I'm trying to write in a howling gale with a rapidly stiffening shoulder. It doesn't sound like a big deal. It isn't a big deal ..... But in the mood I'm in it's too much. I just want some peace and quiet so I can get on with my writing. Let's hope it will be better next week.