My husband tells me about some of his wacky dreams, which always make me laugh. One dream in particular featured us both as wizards, but not in a cool way; we were wizards with mundane, nine-to-five jobs. We mostly did pest control because the nonmagical people couldn't deal with those things or be bothered to. Big bugs need big fireballs. It had a very corporate vibe to it. "I'm on call tonight, sweetie. They have R.O.U.S. in the arcane server rooms again. I have to be there if the wards go off." He jokingly said it took the fun away from being a wizard. Don't turn your hobby into a job, I guess.