I am thoroughly unambitious and have only ever worked out of sheer necessity. I did like my job BC okay, but I didn't like getting up every morning, facing the traffic, working late for stressed-out consultants, etc. And I knew it was only for three years.

Even now, staring necessity full in the face, the idea of going back to work seems revolting to me.

Working stresses me out. I don't like being on somebody else's time, having to live up to somebody else's standards. I'm always nervous for at least a solid year on a new job.

Am I lazy? Or allergic?