My job, my life?

As of late I really dislike my job. I do not want to be there, and dread my time there. I work in an office filled with petty women who can not seem to get out of there high school mentality. I want to work with grown-ups. I can not believe that it is not an expectation, and my supervisor instead of congratulating my excellent work performance wants to create problems for me. She even acknowledges how great I work and still yesterday dragged me into a meeting to say that I am pointing out too many errors. She also said that the people that I point their errors out to do not like me - shocking! I work in a place the breeds mediocrity and instead of encouraging people to rise to a higher level. My boss's level of intelligence is below par, and it is unfortunate that she is even my superior. I am so tired of having to deal with someone who does not even have a great work ethic herself. So I need to consider what I really want to do with my life. Who do I really want to be. I don't want to wake up one day and realize that I didn't do it right.
This past Tuesday I had an interview, in which I attempted to put my very best foot forwarded. Although I am dying for a new job and a new opportunity I wonder if my heart is in government. I feel so limited here. I need to make some serious decisions, like do I want to go back to school? Do I want to try and write a book? Mr. Frost I defer to you, the road less traveled and all of the cliches it entails. It is funny that although it has become a cliche, it is a solid truth as well. More on the path chosen later. This is the weekend of my friends wedding, so lots of exciting events. I am currently sitting on the couch recovering from Shabbat last night. Happy weekend everyone!