Update.

I've been working at the department store job for 5 months now. The end of February will bring my career with this store to 6 months... HALF A YEAR! Whew. In that time, the original assistant manager from when I started got promoted to the same department manager at a different store. We got a new assistant manager. My manager, you know, the one who hired me, the one who I was expecting to work with, left. Spent a lot of holiday without a manager. Found a new manager. And now we are up to date. I've also probably spent close to $2000 in clothes... all of which I am wearing now except my socks.

I love the girls I work with; they are part of the reason I keep going to work every day. I love working with the customers, especially the teens, twenties, and the moms. However, I hate selling. I've never liked it. I may be good at it, sometimes, but I just don't like doing it. I feel like my department is falling apart, kinda, sorta.

However, there is a bright side. I just applied for a visual merchandising position at the same store but a different mall. I would LOVE this job if I got it. The only downside is my current job is only 20 mins away from my house, and this new job will be about an hour at the minimum... especially with rush hour traffic. The plus side is support doesn't work weekends anddd I wouldn't be selling anymore. You have no idea how much I want to get this job. Also, if I get this job, I'm going to work my butt off to move out. I want to move out so bad.

Soooo, moral of the story. I want a lot of things and I apparently don't really like what I have.

Another interesting tidbit, I've been dating someone for a little over six months. I feel like I finally chased someone hard enough that he gave up and let me have him... lol.

One thing that I find fascinating is that I'm starting to realize that your 20s are for trying new things. Never, never, never give up. Especially now. If people who are in their 40s and 50s can start over fresh, what is stopping me? I live with my parents. I don't have a rental contract or own anything of serious value. I don't have kids. I don't even have a dog. I'm also starting to realize that no one my age knows what they want, when they want, how they want it, or even what they are going to do tomorrow, per say. I don't want to say people my age aren't happy. I'm just trying to say that your 20s are a HUGE transition time. You have to do what's best for you, now. You can't worry about the future. You have to focus on the now. Right now, I want to make money, so I guess I'll keep going to work. But these next two days off are going to be awesomeeee.