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Ahhh, the joys of English Breakfast Tea and clover honey, an empty apartment, a fading mildew stain in the corner of your shower, a phone that’s behaving itself and staying quiet. On the television, a DVD of the biography of Hunter S. Thompson which is also a mini lesson in the presidential campaign and politics of the 70’s as well as getting the treat of seeing Johnny Depp narrating Hunter’s work.

No work anywhere in sight…

A girl could learn to LOVE this lifestyle.

It’s been a glorious 4 days I absolutely enjoyed all of my episodes of True Blood, Dexter (season 3) and reading Toni’s new book.

The sun is out and it looks pretty out there but I’m so thrilled to be here in my clean space. Tomorrow it’s work - the roundtrip flight to Denver takes up the whole day so I’m free from the office for one more day

I’ve also taken some time to finish another class towards my LCSW license and look into different job opportunities available once I get it. Nome Alaska, Baton Rouge Louisiana not to mention Truth or Consequences New Mexico are some of the places you can serve for 2 years and have your student loan paid off. Underserved communities wrought with domestic violence, substance abuse, child abuse, etc are available if you’ve got the gumption for it. I also saw some great opportunities in Native American communities as well. One of my dreams is to work with the Native American population. The license seems to be THE GOLDEN TICKET to these worthy endeavors.

Now mind you I am somewhat of a mercenary - willing to fight battles in exchange for pay. I enlisted in the Army at 21 with some idea of patriotism, decided to pursue social work and found myself in an informational meeting at Berkeley about having your graduate tuition paid for if you gave up two years of your life to the exciting world of child welfare - I knew what I was getting into - can’t be as bad as the army, I thought.. WHOA! That was a joke. So now it seems like I’m looking for the next adventure…

Don’t know what’s gonna happen next really. I’m 41 and speeding towards 42, no children, no beau, not a homeowner and one minute I want to put down roots then radically I want to see what other adventures I can embark upon while still having my hand in some type of human misery.

Weird.

For some reason, I’m drawn to the deep south, the reservation, the far north where indigenous people dwell…. who knows what’s next.

I looked at my ‘vision board’ last night. I don’t remember when I put that goddamn thing up but not ONE thing has appeared from it’s magnetic face. I smiled when I looked at it again this morning.

Who am I kidding?

Perhaps it’s that overly cynical world view but honey - ain’t nothing gonna drop off of a bulletin board and into your life. It’s like lookin at the SEARS catalog as a kid and spending hours pointing at things you want that would magically appear. They never did but it did bring you hours of happiness.

Oh well.

Today’s goal is to locate all my licensing paperwork and get that ready to be mailed off along with all my certs from the classes I’ve taken online. Will it work out? Who knows? I believe it should, although no thanks to those people I’ve paid money to supervise my hours. One of them didn’t even bother filling out the goddamn form for me so I have to somehow figure it out myself. It’s all gotta come together.

In the meantime, I think there’s some popcorn around here somewhere….