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JT and I went to a party tonight. He coaches a 16 and under soccer team. They are wonderful boys and love him a lot. They all signed this really fancy soccer ball for him and got him a gift certificate. Yeah, he got thrown in the pool, but it took all sixteen of them to do it. He's the cool coach now, I told him. (The other coach is his best friend.)

My best friend came over and we cleaned my entire room and closet. It's a wonderful feeling. I had all of my college stuff cluttered around, collecting dust on my countertops, containers and plastic drawer sets EVERYWHERE. Somehow she found a space for everything and I feel so liberated! You don't understand, for as unmotivated as I was about cleaning it, having a messy room was so debilitating. It really didn't feel like home, but it's getting there!

Well, I'm still jobless. I can't help but wonder if that's because I'm applying 2390829 place instead of focusing on one. But how can I focus on one if I don't even know what I want to do? Here's the deal: I love learning how to do new things. I love seeing changes and improvements in myself. But what matters most to me and how I feel most fulfilled is serving and benefiting other people. There has to be a job out there that's perfect for my skills and still does those things!

One of my dream jobs is to start a magazine that focuses on older adolescent girls and gives them the kind of support and advice and encouragement that most girls don't have when they are on the brink of womanhood. This could also be accomplished through writing novels about that demographic! My second dream job would involve opening a business, a corner bakery or coffee shop, perhaps. Something where I am exposed to a regular trickle of customers in whom I can invest my time and talents. I want to serve Lisa from Lubbock who likes hazelnut mocha coffees and blueberry scones. I want to learn about her OCD and how she's repainted her living room three times because of her quirks. Both of those aren't options right now. Until then, I just need a job that pays my bills and won't drive me crazy.

I am editing a manuscript for a friend of a friend, so that's $50 and some valuable experience. My dad thinks it will lead to a permanent job. He's been right before, so keep your fingers crossed! Regardless, I'm just tickled pink that I have some kind of employment. It's exciting!