When I had a band and played drums (i was just a kid) we played for the plasure of it, we played on any party we were invited, school shows... you name it.

So one day we played this small bar... the first time I couldn;t play cause of an operation, but the second time I did play and we succed to bring up more than 30 people (requiered ticket pre-sale) so we got paid for playing.... damn we loaded our rigs, drove home and stopped at a taco restaurant. We paid our dinner with the gig payment... bro... never in my life I enjoyed a simple taco dinner so much, as the matter of fact no dinner has ever been so good since that... cause I paid with money made by the thing I love the most... my music.

I feel ya bro... keep your dayjob (there's no much to do bout that) but give yourself a chance to the the cafe stuff... and writte a song to your wife and dedicate it to her in a gig... she would die right there.