WW is a drag

Yesterday and today I just didn't want to count points. I feel guilty for not counting, but I have the same feelings that I had in February. I just don't want to do this any more. I want to be at goal and not have this struggle.
I dug out my pre-fat summer clothes and they won't fit until I lose 15-20 more pounds. I didn't meet my work out goals this week either. I did have a couple of good strength training sessions, but my cardio was less than I had planned and I only took one spinning class.
Lately I have been feeling so unhappy. Actually longer than lately. I thought being fat and out of shape was what was making me feeling this way, but a this point I don't think weighing 150 is going to make me feel any happier. Today is a particularly bad day. It could because I am so tired or PMS. I need a good cry. And possibly therapy.
I think I would like to look for a new job. Things are so unstable at work and it isn't really a good place to work any more. I have also been thinking about going to school. I wish I was going to be 31 instead of 41. 41 seems too old to go to school and start a new career. If I did decide to go to school, I think I would do it online. I would like to do something creative, like interior design, home staging, event planning, professional organizer or work for a builder.
I'm sorry that Rob has to put up with my bad behavior, but I can't seem to shake the constant bad mood and I take it out on him.