When I walked to work on Monday, I was absolutely furious.  For no reason.  This feeling continues as I head to work throughout the week, gradually declining in it’s severity until it’s finally Friday, when I know I’ll be blessed with two whole days of not having to be here.  This week has been particularly difficult.  I had a really great weekend, but it was also a weekend spent in the company of those who absolutely LOVE their jobs.  I’ve talked about that before-those who live to work and those who work to live.  Being here, I feel like there are those who go to school to study engineering and those who go to school to study English and answer the engineering people’s phones.

It just became so apparent that I am in this…job…and 40 hours seems so paltry, but the effect it has on the rest of the 128 hours of the week (actually 58 if you take into account sleep) is HUGE. 

It’s also been difficult living here.  I am among those considered blessed with situational anxiety, so meeting people, making friends, and doing those things are particularly difficult for me.  Having these thoughts churning over and over in my mind without anyone to talk to-of course, I have my boyfriend, but let’s face it, existential breakdowns are not sexy.

I don’t know what this all means.  However, I did buy this book at Barnes and Noble called “Career Tests:  25 Revealing Self Tests To Help You Find and Succeed At The Perfect Career,” and I’m betting the farm on it.  Wish me luck.