WARNING! (I would first like to apologize for my frequent use of exclamation points in the following rant. Thank you for your time.)

So for the past two and a half weeks I have been a stay at home........WIFE? Yes, I quit my job exactly 1 week before Christmas for some dramatic reason not mentioned here, and quite possibly a Pre-menstrual and unintentional Prozac detoxification panic attack. So all day long I stay home! "Great" some may say, "you are so lucky" I have been told. NO NO NO! I am bored and going out of my mind, I want to go to work everyday, please someone give me a job! What have I done? My home has been cleaned, organized and reorganized from top to bottom, something I normally love doing , but I AM SO OVER IT. So here I sit blogging away in the middle of the day and painfully realizing....I like to work, no, love to work! Oh no when did this happen? I was not supposed to be this girl. I was destined to be "banking off my husband" by the time I turned 25, right? I feel like such a failure I have disappointed my family and past friends with this enjoying working nonsense. I knew I shouldn't have gone to college and become an "educated woman". I should have stuck to the ditsy promotions girl gig I had set up for myself and not let anyone know that I was capable of being a communications director and magazine editor at age 25. Now not only do other people now have higher expectations of me but I have higher expectations for myself! Eeeewwww!