How do we get out of here?

Every once in a while, the need to drop everything (except John and the dogs, of course) and walk away gets almost overwhelming.  It bubbles up and boils over and I burst into tears thinking about everything it would take to make it happen.  And make WHAT happen is part of the problem.  What is it exactly that I want to change?  I’m good at what I do, and I like it well enough, but I don’t love it.  Not a bit of my identity is tied up in what I do for a living.  So that could go, but what would I do instead?  Be a librarian?  Sure, but I don’t think there’s much demand anymore for librarians in public libraries, which is the kind I’d want to be.  Be a teacher?  Of what?  Maybe math, but I don’t want to teach kids who aren’t interested in being in class.  So adults, then.

Whoa.  Just did a quick search at  A whole bunch of universities have started offering 100% online courses for a masters in library science since the last time I looked (which was when we were living in our last house, so more than 5 years ago at least – makes sense).  Okay, I have some research to do.