Izzy was a housewife. It was something she had always really wanted to be. Some people made fun of her or ridiculed her for it, but she didn't really care. She knew she was smart, smarter then most of the people she knew. Yes, she knew she could have done half a dozen different things with her life, but being a housewife and a mom was the one thing she wanted to do.

And she had succeeded in her eyes.

At 25 she was a beautiful woman. Thin and athletic, with light hair and soft skin. She looked exceptionally good considering she had 3 kids and a husband. She took care of herself, for herself.

Still, now her kids were going to school on a regular basis, and with her husband at work, she found herself alone at home a lot.

To make matters worse her husband, Charles, had been having troubles at work and they had demoted him. He was earning less and having to work more. She had mentioned him finding a new job, but he had dismissed the idea.

That was the bad side of her husband. He was complacent and sometimes down right lazy.

Unlike her, Charles was a rather normal guy. He was a C student in highschool and hadn't aspired to much. However, unlike most guys she knew, he was rather sane and rather stable. He was lazy, but he was ALWAYS lazy. She could count on the samethings from him, no matter what. And that was the trait she care for in him. She did care for him, but deep down she knew that the only reason she was with him was because it was practical.

Still, with their income being cut back the bills had become more and more troubling. They lived within their means, but just barely. Their buget didn't leave any room for emergancies or any fun activities for the family.

So she desided to look for a small, part-time job. Something that she could do during the day while the kids were in school. It didn't have to bring in a lot, but something would be good.

Still, though she knew that she could easily master a veriety of skills, she didn't really have any job experiance. So she didn't even know where to begin.